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At the fork in the road, she looks left then right and chooses the middle with a wink


Janelle died this weekend. This isn’t going to be an eulogy. I never knew her well enough for

Five Years.

I remember getting on stage the night after finding out that you’d killed yourself.  “I can do this,”

Persistence of Magic

Lexington will always be imbued with magic for me. (I refer, reader, to the one in Kentucky, not

The Anxiety Attack

The first time I learned about anxiety.