Talking About Death on the Sidewalk on a Saturday

I didn't expect to love running into people so much. When we moved into our house (from a condo and multiple apartments before that), I vaguely noted that, for the the first time, we would have actual neighbors. Sure, we had had upstairs and downstairs and across-the-hall neighbors for years, and depending on the setting …

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Stillness

For me, it's a circular motion with my right foot. Moving only from the ankle, it swivels around and around, my pointed toe tracing a counterclockwise path through the air. This is my anxious habit. I knew for years that I did it, but I had considered it an innocent, idle movement of no significance. …

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Changing Notions

Tonight I threw away the sewing kit my mother gave me. It was a Christmas gift from around the time when I was first living on my own. The kit - more of a fancy box, really - was stocked with basic notions: pins, needles, a few spools of thread. It had flowers on the …

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