The Language of Home
It's November, and the air seeps in through cracks in the windows. I'm bundled up in my blanket, listening to songs from my half-broken handsfree. I…
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January 1, 2021
It's November, and the air seeps in through cracks in the windows. I'm bundled up in my blanket, listening to songs from my half-broken handsfree. I…
For many of us – even most of us – dieting, the goal of losing a few pounds or attaining ‘body goals’ has been a regular…
“Stay angry, little Meg,” Mrs. Whatsit whispered. “You will need all your anger now.” A male politician or sportsman is applauded for being angry, for it…