What Moves Last: Kitchen, Office, Art? Or My Heart?
7 min readApr 30, 2024
Re-telling old traumas for these segments sometimes comes pretty easily — I’ve told them often enough to cover the wounds with thicker skin.
As these story segments recap the years very close to “now,” my typing fingers and soul seem less in synch. This hurts. In hopes of pain reduction, I write more, anyway.
