A Postcard From Here:
Rabbit Rabbit from Brooklyn
Last time we spoke it was November, the sky was still blue and my bones were not yet achey from the rapid grasp of winter’s hand. Everyone in the U.S celebrated a holiday or two, and I thought a lot about what gratitude means in the midst of suffering….
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