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Irreparable

tonight my new city feels eerily like my old city. but i should qualify that by admitting that I am typing these words from a Starbucks (in Somerville). I tried the independent coffee place across the street but it was … Continue reading

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jello

i just returned home from the queasy experience of visiting my mother in the hospital, a mere few hours after her back surgery. but it was not entirely the experience of seeing her that made me queasy. i feel awful … Continue reading

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there is a choice … isn’t there?

between writing and eating raw almonds and listening to Debussy. i think i cannot do more than one at the same time. i fear i am a liar and a scoundrel. I just sent an email to my therapist, informing … Continue reading

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