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A man walks into the needle exchange.
Sounds like the start of a joke, doesn’t it.
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Arts & Culture, Essay Saturday, Features
Arts & Culture, Editor's Pick, Essay Saturday, Features
He reminded me of a teacher I’d had in grad school, who emphasized focusing on an image of a butterfly flying away as I played.
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“When I step into the Redwood Grove of the Arboretum, I enter a different world.” Today’s #EssaySaturday is “Walking in the Arboretum” by Jane Beal.
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“My heart rate has been normal and steady since then. Until this trip.” Today’s #EssaySaturday is “Hospitality” by Wendy Lane.
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“I hold onto the romantic notion of the cairn as an act of love.” Today’s #EssaySaturday is “On Moving West and Back Again” by Carrie Esposito.
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“The prospect of injecting something new into work, even if only the setting and the company, delighted me.” Today’s #EssaySaturday is “Workation in Ojai” by Hantian Zhang.
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“The two of us have started to see hands everywhere, like a clumsy metaphor.” Today’s #EssaySaturday UK is “Human Fish” by Niamh Riordan.
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I briefly look up from my frantic journaling, glancing at the cloud cover out the window.
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It’s a pet (cemetery) sematary and there are two more like this in Kyiv.
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Unquestionably, my husband was right; there were and still are many things wrong with me. On top of my empty-nest crisis and puppy training, I live with chronic pain.
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The pool of glowing crimson collecting under it, traces of the life my father had taken, stained the floor for months. It was an art, he said.
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I rocked back and forth, still holding onto the headrest, singing those lyrics, whether it was the chorus or verse or that freaky middle part with the wailing
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But I didn’t swim and when we were all settled back around the fire, it seemed as if the shame clung wetly to me as we all dried off.
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I still maintained the faint desire to have a go in the ring and it remained an unfulfilled ambition.
Editor's Pick, Essay Saturday, Features
Editor's Pick, Essay Saturday, Features
How accurate is the information we receive via wikipedia, anyway?