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It is a revelation: Even the banal becomes momentous when you look at it with proper attention. Just point your phone skywards and...

I would go to war with everyone if more than harm could come. I could plead at the feet of a lesser deity  for retaining joy as red clay...

At her father’s funeral, Willa stood next to Aunt Clara, her back ramrod straight as she tried to think about anything but the casket in...