Category: Prose
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Gospel For the Wayward Daughters
Preface and writer’s note: “How can the dead be truly dead when they still live in the souls of those who are left behind?” I recently read an excerpt of The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers. Having come across themes of the Southern Gothic in my school studies of Tennessee Williams (who is quickly…
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On Letting the Child Go but Keeping the Handle
My childhood is like a cup of coffee. I scrunch up my nose when its sour bitterness unfurls on my tongue, and I force myself to let it slip down my throat without sweetener or milk. I do so to relish its undertones – sometimes nutty, sometimes earthy – and to let its warmth sear…
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