It Catches My Heart in its Hands

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February 2011

24 posts

“It was mostly spring when I wrote these letters. In the winter prior, I went to the frozen lake at midnight and heard the ice moving. They were strange and painful sounds. I imagined whales under the ice. I imagined a lover too, who dwelled in the water. Seeing her through the ice, I asked if she needed a warm place to stay through these dark cold days of winter. I offered my bathtub. I...

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