Month: October 2019

Amtrak/Camel Cigarettes

Previously published on When I was ten, I began to travel by myself. I was independent and rarely got homesick. For some reason, I

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Let This Much Be Mine

The heat, the blessed sun. Let this much be mine. The morning dew, the cobwebs, the yellowing leaves. My breath, my wrinkled skin, my shaky

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Camp Mini-Yo-We

Between the ages of ten and fourteen, I attended a fundamentalist Christian sleep-away camp where my mother went when she was a girl. It was

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