“Waiting,” by Bridget Lowe
My first great love was a drunk. Her long dark hairfalling over my face. But even that is made up. My mother wore her hair short. She used to cut...
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‘I don’t want you to feel insecure,’ my mum said, as she looked at me with pity, ‘we will pay for a hair transplant.’
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An elderly woman ‘died of fright’ after a burglary at her home that police did not investigate properly, her son claims.
Read MoreWhy My Memories of Being Taken From My Mom at the Border Came Flooding Back
I don’t really know what happened to me in 2018 or how it really affected me. I was 10 then, when I was separated from my mother at the border. We...
Read MoreRoberta Flack’s Musical Transformations
The expansive machinery of loss contains many moving parts, interconnected tragedies that occasionally become interconnected blessings. There is the...
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