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swallow the sea

September 14, 2018
It's been two months since Ma died.  Two months of the world moving at its usual pace.  The squirrels out back are still leaping and dancing in the trees.  The neighbor's cat, still paying confrontational visits to my dog. Life is like that. Numb to pain.  Detached. In the midst of loss, I made a...
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