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37 degrees

37 degrees is the temperature a normal body holds. She woke up cold beside him and already knew. He stared up blinkless–dust already forming on his pupils. She filled him again and again, punching in time to the tinny disconnect of the speakerphone counting … Continue reading

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The Matryoshka Women: A Mother’s Day Story.

My mother went to the tent cities of Albania in 1999 with a medical team to serve the Kosovo refugees. When she came back, she gave me a set of Russian nesting dolls or Matryoshka— meaning little mothers. Each doll opened up … Continue reading

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