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I lost a baby last year, after a long time trying to conceive. It died inside me early without my knowing about it, so I carried the tiny corpse in my womb a few days, and was its grave. We had chosen our names, for a boy, for a girl. Every child is a girl […]

I found a little seed in my pocket. If I grow it, I wonder what it will be. It seems like a bark of mahogany, polished, washed in from the sunny outreach of the starry sea. I’ve carried it everywhere. I simply forgot it was there. So it what. Sow it in water, sow in what soil […]