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Jun 5

June 5, 2017

When Faceless Rescues Count the Most

When Faceless Rescues Count the Most

At sixteen, I had a cyst that ruptured, causing me to lose over half the blood in my body. I was sweeping the hallway bathroom in preparation of my brother’s homecoming when a gush of blood flooded my legs and then the floor. “Concerning.” I thought. I’d already had my period that month, and I’d certainly never had a period... Read more

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Aug 22

August 22, 2016

"I Have No One" Responding to the Cries of the Sick

“I Have No One” Responding to the Cries of the Sick

I sat with legs crisscrossed applesauce, eating a bowl of honeycombs with a shameful ferocity before preschool pick-up would end these heavenly moments of silence. Skimming the cable guide’s offerings, I settled on the noonday news. Instantly, an invisible hand was reaching from the television, thrusting open my chest and extracting my heart with skillful precision. Instead of a red... Read more

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