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Thursday is staring into my friend’s fear of another, another miscarriage, an egg never to be filled with dividing cells forming limbs, muscle, tissue, and a heart that beats. It takes me back to when an ultrasound probe searched inside me for life showing nothing but an empty yolk sac. Thursday is prayers lifted onContinue reading “Thursday is staring . . .”

Wednesday is remembering awkward eye contact over fruity cocktails at sunset. Remembering because it’s become so easy to forget that I have to sift through years of moments to find the ones from way back when. Wednesday is a thread of dreams we extend into our reality like the scarlet cord Rahab hangs outside herContinue reading “Wednesday is remembering awkward…”