Dear Emilia,
Today, you turn eleven years old.
Ten years, ago, I wrote you a letter for your first birthday. It was a letter that I imagined you might read many years from that date, perhaps...
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It was one of those winter evenings that makes you forget the sun; the kind of evening that feels like a kind of an interminable twilight, a cold limbo between the gray of day...
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22
Sep
Marriage is not
a house, or even a tent
it is before that, and colder:
the edge of the forest, the edge
of the desert
the unpainted stairs
at the back, where we squat
outdoors, eating popcorn
where painfully and with wonder
at...
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Flowers, she tells me, cannot swim. "They look like they do, because they look so pretty in the water. But 'pretty' doesn't equal 'can,' so. You have to help them when you see them,...
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It's 15 acres, total. 3 original Jackrabbit Homestead cabins. Two are connected by a private road; the third is a few minutes away, tucked against the side of a craggy, boulder-strewn mountain. There's a...
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9
Jun
Is there anything that captures the spirit of a summer day more completely than a pair of grubby boys, lost in their own stories, wandering through their own adventure? There may well be, but...
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Let’s face it, Father’s Day always feels like something of a lesser holiday, compared to Mother’s Day. Mother’s Day is hyped weeks in advance, with everyone from Hallmark to FDS to Home Depot hawking...
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The current issue Discovery Girls magazine has a feature on how to pick the right bathing suit, because apparently girls (8 - 12, if we're going by DG's target demographic) should be worrying about...
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A guest post by Terra Atrill.
It’s past midnight on Mother’s Day.
My Facebook feed has undergone metamorphosis: family photos and glowing tributes replace videos of animals taking baths and the most recent Trump meme. Shit...
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Here's what happens on the Internet every spring, in the weeks before Mother's Day: a torrent of gift guides, cupcake-and-peony saturated Pinterest boards, and hit-you-in-the-feels video messages designed to make you feel maximally guilty...
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