Letter Writing Series, Day Ten

Dearest bluff and bluster. Keeper of my soul. Cantankerous lady flaunting precious jewels alongside jagged scars. Breath like a hot bath. Once I swore leaving was the best course of action. But you called and called with memories bequeathed long before my birth. Music. Trees and trees and all the sounds the trees make in […]

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Letter Writing Series, Day Nine

Dearest stolen legacies, little birds. Life interrupted. Deepest fears come to light. Greatest loves come to light. Wondering if I did you real harm, irrevocable disservice, or irrevocable good, has kept me up nights. For months after they reclaimed you, I could feel your heartbeats in the palm of my hand. More than a year […]

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Letter Writing Series, Day Eight

Dearest slugger, ink-stained and booze-stained voice, beloved misanthrope. Plain-speaker, angry drinker, friend. How would you type this day out on your Royal? Or would you even bother? I dedicated it to you, you know? That damp drive across the bridge to the track. The trek into a smoke-filled room, that first sight of high dollar […]

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Letter Writing Series, Day Seven

Dearest three of three, furrowed brow, sweaty curls, puzzle-solver, builder extraordinaire. Hunter, fisher, father. Distance. Today is your birthday. I remember your first. How is that one teeny human could bring such joy? Four decades later, just a few miles from that spot we found you squalling, fists in the air, face puckered … how […]

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Letter Writing Series, Day Six

Dearest weirdo daydreamer, fierce night dreamer, late bloomer in all the ways that matter. Storm cloud brain, kindred to few. Lover of summer soil and river views. You are the keeper of my grandmother’s fears and my grandfather’s stories. Achy but still strong enough to carry around that inner teenage badass. I know it’s difficult […]

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Letter Writing Series, Day Five

Dearest funny face, youth and fluidity, thoughtful contradiction. Change in motion. Energizing, exhausting inspiration. Stage voice. My favorite vocabulary. I have committed the injustice of wanting you as my alter ego. I’ve daydreamed your shoes and walked out steps of singularity, of brave vulnerability, of wide-open possibilities. My apologies. Flying out west, watching the sky […]

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Letter Writing Series, Day Four

Dearest solar eclipse, liberator, teacher of life, proof of life. Mystery in motion. Mood ring eyes. Creator of my laughter, the best medicine. Love is such an inadequate word. You put those four letters to shame every time I try to use them. All of my words fumble and hesitate in your presence; a kiss […]

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Letter Writing Series, Day Two

Dearest tiny voice, fearless leader, intuition, dappled afternoon light. The toughest girl I know. That to which I should aspire. Yesterday, I spent the late afternoon in our aunt’s backyard, shaded by a tree she planted a decade ago. Imagine that. A tree providing shade, oxygen, and dappled light, just because a woman placed its […]

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Letter Writing Series, Day One

Dearest favorite midnight conversation, well-blended margaritas, cozy hearth fire. Dearest epic. Long lost papyrus. In-line rhyme, moral of the story. You are about to have a major life change. Congratulations. Best wishes. I’m sorry. Birds are fussing at the squirrels outside this window as I debate with myself about reading Yeats or searching out some […]

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