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Month: January 2026

  • Protected: Tea & Sympathy

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  • Rana

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    Beneath the soft red glow of my kitchen light, as I make my morning coffee, I count the orchid blossoms that have finally fallen as I notice a neighbor (she lives in the apartments across the street) go outside in a long, gray wool coat. There’s a special protectiveness of people hovering around me with…

  • little dogs vs big ideas

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    Yesterday I saw a quote from Toni Morrison circling with lots of reposts and a steady mix of people agreeing with it and people pushing back against it. I don’t know much about Toni Morrison. I searched her and felt simultaneously impressed and intimidated. I tend to flinch at quotes like this because they feel…

  • the strangeness of me

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    Don’t ever leave me aloneshe finds herself sayingto the soft yellow-tinted skyas it wakes up all the cold things.I can’t imagine life withoutthe strangeness of you.I do remember this one time.Feeling like an addict mightbeing told to stop.I cried so hard I thoughtsurely puke will comeand fix these tears intosomething even more dramatic.But it didn’t.Just…

  • Let’s do some living 🎧

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    Last night I dreamed I was carrying a white tiger, past the age of being a cub but not yet grown. Her back legs dangled over my side body, toward my bum. Her front legs were more stiff and nestled in my arms. I don’t know where we were walking, but I’ve walked through it…

  • In bocca al lupo

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    A quick physiology lesson on a woman before her period: progesterone drops; serotonin dips; emotional thresholds lower; unmet expectations land harder. Admittedly, one out of four of those things is specific to me. Today, for some reason, my anger feels louder. Anger is just extreme hurt in wolf’s clothing, and I’m so tired of being…

  • Spill

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    I peel the sticky gel snowflakesoff the front windowand notice them in the break-room trashcanfor the rest of the day.Before this,the contents of my coffeeswam in swirls on the countertop,ice scattered through it,and I marked it as the first spill of 2026.A colleague says, “Off to a graceful start, are we?”and my teeth grit together…

  • Antechamber

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    Greetings! from this sealed chamber.I’ve made it tolerably nice in here. You’d never guessI spend the days wonderinghow long I’ve existedwithout you. It’s decent of you to finally decide to open the latch. Did you noticeI put fresh linens over here?And this fragrance that lingers under the oils of pulse points. Won’t you sweep through…

  • 2026

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    Keys rattle gently from the brass doorknob of the backdoor I nearly forgot to grab on my way back upstairs. I stop mid-hurry to notice the stillness of Little Bay Lake in its icy, dark blue state under a holy night sky. Humid air and a restless orchestra of crickets try to make this an…