• narrative

    piecing her together

    on not losing family stories

    March 25, 2021
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    Sophie’s father invented the chocolate-covered frozen banana. I’ve heard the story at so many Thanksgiving dinners that I don’t believe it anymore. He had a sundry, a shop that sold candy and ice cream, on a street corner in Strawberry Mansion, a neighborhood in Philadelphia. I’m told that at the end of the Second World […]

    outside the calendar squares

    finding meaning in little moments

    March 18, 2021
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    Ever since I got to college, I’ve been making myself coffee every morning. Aside from the fact that I’m not a morning person and I need the caffeine to force my brain to take in the content of my 8:30 a.m. lecture, I’ve grown attached to the daily 10-minute ritual. There’s something grounding to it: […]

    driver’s license

    protective parents and taking the wheel

    March 18, 2021
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    When learning to drive a car for the first time, I practiced in a small, safe space designated for beginners. An instructor took me to a yellow car and demonstrated the basic maneuvers. I slid into the driver’s seat, nervous with anticipation, and started handling unfamiliar dark buttons and gadgets. I slowly got the hang […]

    the one

    on finding refuge in family and reality tv

    March 12, 2021
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    There is nothing quite like watching someone punch a hole in a window. It’s the kind of sickening feeling you get in your gut when all of the fireworks explode at the same time on the 4th of July. A pounding, queasy, please-stay-down-fried-dough feeling. The aftermath unfolded before I could process its cause. Shards of […]

    personification therapy

    how to write a seagull sitcom

    March 11, 2021
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    The heaviness between my ears is lasting longer than it should, so Ben drives us to the ocean. We like the feeling of going places together, be it the gas station or the abandoned old building we’re seeking out now. Going elsewhere but not alone. When we pull up to Brenton Point, we’re listening to […]