Chasing Rainbows The first whisperings came in winter, while we were hefting Christmas trees from attics. All around the cul-de-sac, we strung fairy lights to windows. We thought: it’s not here. It’s not us. It doesn’t matter. Frost glittered on our front lawns like icing sugar. The trees stiffened and moaned. We shopped for makeup…
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Ravished
Ravished: the unfortunate tale of Bridget Cleary The illness devoured me from the inside, a solitary warmth at first, lingering in my chest then unfurling like a poisonous flower, before cloaking my whole body, my whole being, in its shadow. I grew weak, so weak that I couldn’t leave my bed. My husband brought herbs…
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Have you ever been really, really cold? I’m talking so cold that you have to fold up in your bed, huddled into yourself, to keep warm. You can feel your bones getting tired and stiff when it’s that cold, and see your own breath in the darkness. That’s how cold we were on our ‘camping…
