March 25th, 2008
Ghosts, land mines and ancient history: memories of a breakup
I’m packing up, consolidating my house and my heart for yet another iteration of self in this transformation from married woman to single mother; sifting through what to keep, what to sell, what to give away. I remember the faces of each of the women who came to my rented, crumbling home in those first […]
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