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“Whether it’s at my grandparents’ table in their chilly kitchen or close to a fire in a cozy pub, the smell of soda bread makes me think of rolling green hills and good cheer.” I like to cook, but I … Continue reading

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    “I keep turning back to words to help me make sense of the world and my place in it. I ingest them restlessly as if I’m looking for something specific — some bit of truth, wisdom or validation.” … Continue reading

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“As my eyes rose above the top of the water it started to sunshower. I stood all the way up and reached my hands into the rain.” Ever since I was 4 years old and my Dad threw me screaming … Continue reading

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“Hope is this kind of arm you extend into the dark on behalf of others… all the privilege that I have and what’s working out for me… how dare I be hopeless.” In his 2019 interview for The On Being … Continue reading