Tag: grief
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Moment
I told Papa all about what you’ve been doing, all of your great progress. I saw him, fleetingly, this morning. He was thrilled, of course. Profoundly. In awe, with that gentle, groundswell of a “Wow!” and raised eyebrows and wide, beaming eyes. That’s it. That’s all I got, before my rational mind kicked in. It…
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Skies Revolve
It is oppressively sunny, blaring, glaring. I’m in the upstairs living room with heat streaming in the rows of windows, sitting compressed under the heavy air, bleary eyed, frantically hunched over the computer, disheveled.
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Minutes & lifetimes
Ten minutes. Ten minutes of sitting on the edge of a pool somewhere in a suburb of Jakarta, eyes closed, breathing steadily, legs dangling in the water as I tried to not let the occasional mosquito fly-by distract me. At the end of yet another harried day of passively commuting through Jakarta’s famed traffic, tortuously…
Tara Sayuri Whitty 