Friends, it’s been a difficult week. I’m not typically one to be exhausted by the news cycle, but the past few days have drained me, and I fear for my country’s future. The essay I’d planned for today refuses to be written, so I’m putting it in a drawer for now and sharing a poem that wrote itself instead.
On a happier note, a …
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