Jeans. I can get back in them. Bagels with the Lox. Fuhgeddaboudit! Coffee. Hello, my old friend. Wine. How I…
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Thoughts
Miscarriage of Justice
At nine minutes past midnight on Sunday March 10th, I had one of the most primal experiences of my life…
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What Miscarriage Feels Like
I should have been 10 weeks today. Instead, I am having a miscarriage. The Misoprostol finally kicked in last night…
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Dates
I thought about leaving the envelope, unopened, on the counter. I knew what was inside: the first doctor’s bill —…
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Grief
To become healthy again, it is important to permit all feelings to surface. To repress them hurts you, body and…
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Finding Jizō, Part I
There’s a reason the imagery of a pebble came to me the other day when I was trying to deal…
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