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Dec 3, 20202 min read

My twenty-second year was one of my hardest. Maybe it was the hardest one. I entered the year wondering who I was - unsure of my future,...

Dec 1, 20201 min read

Brooklyn is made of small parts

I look out my window and saw a morning dove sitting on the railing of my fire escape. The early morning light caught the curves of the...

Nov 23, 20201 min read

Reclamation

Pulling off my mask, I breathe in the sharp, fall air. A forgotten pleasure. A forgotten sense.

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