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The Shape of Familiar Kindness
A funeral, a missed connection, and a familiar kind of kindness. In showing up to say goodbye, I found myself reflecting on guardedness, memory, and how certain people echo the warmth we once knew but struggle to fully receive. Read More
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Death of Grandfather Lewis Edward Moten
I grew up with fragments of a story I didn’t fully understand. I reflect on my grandfather’s death, the quiet ways it shaped my father, and what I’ve pieced together through memory, records, and time. Read More