My Friend In Greece

It’s been nearly two months since I returned from the refugee camp in Greece. My roommates and I unlocked the doors of our new home, still littered with cardboard boxes, and started to resettle our roots. Transplanting is always hard, and not all plants survive the process; but it helps if there’s support, fresh air…
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Everything Changes Very Fast

This month began with a series of changes, some planned and some … unexpected, and I haven’t quite gotten my breath back since then. The first change was with work. As The Globe completes its shift to a twice-weekly paper, I was asked to switch to a dayside role. In this new shift, I remotely…
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Springtime Is All About Decay

I know spring is supposed to be about new life and awakening and fresh youthful delight and whatnot, but mostly it makes me think about dead things. I’m up at my parents, raking leaves. The leaves left on the lawn after the snow recedes are different from the first batch last fall. These are pounded…
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Colorado Or Bust

My trip to Colorado starts with an early flight, cutting above the clouds as the sky faded pale, racing the sunrise to Denver. Well, really, the story starts with me, in the rain, the night before, searching for my sister’s keys in a bush outside her house. She’s already in Colorado, and since my flight…
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Reading Out Loud

I consider reading a solitary endeavor. I like to hold my book in my hands, a warm mug nearby and lamplight shining across the page, and sink into the story. I get easily frustrated with people who interrupt me in the middle of a good book — even accidentally — and if someone demands my attention, it’s…
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