What My First Pet Taught Me About Death

My parents bought my first dog on the spur of the moment and named her after a license plate. Her name was Zoe, like the last three letters of our license plate, Z-O-E, not Zoey or Zöe as I corrected teachers who circled my spelling with red circles through school. I loved Zoe. We were almost exactly …

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“Why did you ever think dead girls could fly?” | Fragments of Unsent Letters

A word, a line, a few sentences, a thought that gave me pause... here are pieces of letters I wrote (and other bits and bobs scribbled on loose leaf paper, mostly at 3 a.m) that for one reason or another fell on the cutting room floor. Well, mostly because a lot of it is depressing …

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