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The Wave
When I was in high school we had a movie day. I think it was in Pam Brewer’s AP Lit class. When we got to class her demeanor was more somber than her usual cheerful, light attitude. As we sat down in our desks, she quietly turned on the tv and started a movie that…
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The Tie
I grew up in the church. A little brown one in a vale, actually (iykyk). The family church was originally a little white wooden building that was pieced together by my grandfather and his siblings and cousins and elders. Now it’s a brown brick building surrounded by pine trees. The community has remained tightly knit…
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Lighthouses
On April 29th my family lost our patriarch – my Grandad. He was 90 years old and a month before he died he got to attend my little brother’s wedding. He was still mowing his own grass and driving himself pretty much anywhere he wanted to go and maintaining his independence like he was 60,…
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The Meadow
It’s a Sunday afternoon. Or maybe a Tuesday. Could also be a Friday, I wouldn’t know. I’m about four years old and all I know for sure is that the sun in shining and it’s that perfect temperature outside when it’s cool enough to lay in the sun and take a nap and not sweat.…
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Fernweh
There’s a saying I’ve heard several times over the last few years but that I’ve never related to more than in my current phase of life. The phrase goes something like “once you’ve traveled so much you’ll never really feel at home in any one place again.” I’ve always been drawn to the idea because…
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Dance Lessons
When I was a kid, my Grandmom was always telling my brother and I that we needed to “learn some culture.” I’m pretty sure it was because she was worried we’d grow up in Deep South Mississippi and not know anything about the rest of the world. She didn’t have to worry about that, but…
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Overload
The world has been too sharp. I wake up from sharp dreams in my sharp bedroom to the sharp sunshine stabbing in through my windows. It hurts my eyes and my ears and my skin. My heart rate is higher than usual all day and I’m tired, but not from lack of sleep. I sigh…
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Comfortable
I recently ‘adopted’ a bunch of plants. I say a bunch. I’m sure the planty people out there would not agree that the jumble of leaves and vines now gracing my patio qualify as a bunch. However, for someone who has successfully killed everything she’s tried to grow, it’s a *bunch* of plants, and they…
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Untethered
I dreamed the other night about going for a walk. Not just any walk, though. I was back amongst the vibrant greens and soft browns of my favorite trees. I’d left my shoes behind and my toes sank into the soft, damp moss as I padded past the massive cedars, firs, and spruces. I greeted…
Ladner Stroud 