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See AllMatter is the problem of the house, which is the problem with me. Matter and the problem of the house can be neither created nor...
I’m being deconstructed and reconstructed over and over again. It’s like my life pauses until I’m torn apart and then reassembled. Maybe...
Each night, Meredith places her husband’s blue terry cloth robe next to her in the bed. Before she turns off the dusty bedside lamp and...
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