Creed 2500 1406 Laurie Koensgen

We hold the slender threads we find, spin and triple-twine them ā€“ā€“ mitten strings from the abandoned nurseries, tails of ditched kites, cement-stayed vines. We take comfort. We make comforters…

De Consolatione ad Kamil: On Death

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I was three years old, the youngest of three, when my father passed away in Rawalpindi, Pakistan. I have no recollection of him. Any remainders are memories of memories, or…