Posts tagged comfort
Because sometimes we're just scared

When I was in the ninth grade, I watched my dad fall off of a horse and land, unconscious and facedown, in the grass. He was fine in the end, but it is one of the only times that I remember my knees actually giving way beneath me. I wrote a whole paper about it that year because, well, this is what I have always done. I write the words that I cannot speak but also that I cannot silence.

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