Posts Tagged: hospitals

Metaphors for My Forgetful Heart

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My body is a drum, its last vibration fading out. My body is a temple, serene and contemplative, all voices finally stilled. My body is a glider plane, floating on warm currents of air in the eerie, engineless quiet. ...more

The Saturday Rumpus Essay: Remembering Molly

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Ten years later I still wondered about those aviator glasses and whether The Breakfast Club could restore us. ...more