passports
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Proof of Passage
The scrutiny left me angry and exposed. We know; we are not whole. The unraveling was so slow; we were each undone, stitch by stitch.
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Multiplicity
As I held the passport in my hand, I realized that both marriage and gender have a life beyond my own. Somewhere, my citizenship gender had been on file. Somewhere, a record of me existed that over-ruled my daily existence.…
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A Different Kind of Travel Writing
For a website about money and personal finances, The Billfold publishes some really heartfelt stories. This one, by Sarah Todd, is about the “just been slimed in my heart” feeling of realizing your passport has expired the day before you…