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Feb.10.2009
A few nights ago, my doorbell rang and I opened the door to find a few adults standing there, along with a little girl and a dog. “Do you know who this girl belongs to? I found her wandering by herself by the mailboxes,” one of my neighbors asked. I looked at the girl. She was maybe two years old,...
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Feb.04.2009
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I was in the middle of nowhere, but I felt as though I had arrived at someplace important and pivotal. A place that should show on some map of my life with the words Go here. Heavy and golden, the moonlight sank to earth on a parachute of stars and brought everything around me out of the shadows -...
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Feb.04.2009
  For so long, I’ve dragged my old stories behind me, like a horse pulling a plow. I needed to try to sort it all out, to know the shape of these things that happened. Writing here has helped with that. But sometimes, it feels endless, and for what? To let the blade of the past cleave a new...
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