July 12, 2025

All intimacy was exchanged as if in a foreign language, via gestures and quick, mistaken glances on the train.

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Sonora  By Hannah Lillith Assadi I've wondered if I'd ever write here again and it doesn't make any sense to—I'd imagined by...
January 25, 2024

What remained were documents and my memories, and now it was up to me to make sense of myself.

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wild, sweet child Crying in H Mart By Michelle Zauner I've spent the first weeks of the new year loving on myself, nurturing all parts, ...
December 22, 2023

I want to be a rose woman.

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Grimoire Girl By Hilarie Burton Morgan Towards the end of the summer, I found the most delicious, luscious, fragrant pink roses. I have been...
August 31, 2023

August is a sunset, a Sunday, the last hour of the best party.

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Plump and sultry summer August night featuring the Chrysler and the full moon My Inner Sky: On Embracing Day, Night, and All the Times in Be...
August 20, 2023

When we create this space within ourselves—a space of calmness that is undisturbed by the storm—the storm tends to pass more quickly.

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Inward By Yung Pueblo A few reminders from Yung Pueblo. Changes in the external world can cause great misery when we do not know how to enga...
August 13, 2023

I couldn't imagine ever being studied and known like that.

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Ghosts By Dolly Alderton Time to pull a handful of posts out of the drafts folder... As desired , I re-read Ghosts earlier this year, in the...
May 14, 2023

Credo che ciò che può cambiare la vita esista sempre al di fuori di noi.

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with cherry blossoms @ the brooklyn botanic garden In Other Words/In Altre Parole By Jhumpa Lahiri Vorrei scrivere questo “review” en italia...