Grief
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Who Would I Encounter in a Psychomanteum?
I sit on a low chair in a small, dimly lit room. A candle burns behind me. In front of me stands a long rectangular mirror. I am seated at an angle to the mirror so that I don’t see my own image. As I’ve been instructed to do, I think about family members who… Continue reading
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Twelfth Summer
A childhood friend texted me recently to ask a question. When we were twelve, her father took the two of us to an Osmond Brothers concert in Baltimore. Did I remember the date that we went to that concert? I remembered. The date has stayed with me over the intervening decades. I replied to her… Continue reading
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