There was a hole at the table where her son used to be. Once he had sat across from her and made reluctant single-syllable conversation,…
Anatomy of Absence
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We Sail These Seas
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Long ago, they set fire to their homes. At the end of winter, when the snowdrifts began to deflate and the dead trees began to…