Book of Days

I knew exactly how to feel. I had done it before. The knot had tightened in my chest, my stomach rose to meet my throat. First, the affection surged, and then the pain, both at once forming a coagulated mass of unrecognizable emotion that no one has been able to pass along into routine vocabulary. It was always left... Continue Reading →

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