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It is Mothers' Day today. And it is tragic. It is confusing. It is melancholic and anxious. There is some relief mixed up in there, a little hope, and a lot of wishing. One year ago today, I announced that I had cervical cancer . All these emotions...

You spoke to me like a grownup, asked me questions to which you wanted to know the answers, and collapsed with laughter at my sense of humour. I was unused to that kind of attention. It made my twelve-year-old self feel strong and large and intelligent...

I'm not sure what it is. I am either okay with the present state of things in my life, or I am on the verge of collapse. It could be one or the other. It could be neither and instead be nestled somewhere in that infinite array of greys between...

I wanted to like you, because my brother was crazy about you, but after you picked fights for attention, lied to my mother, laughed openly about my brother's morals, and confessed you'd lied to him about how many others you'd slept with, I...

I sat in the back of your stripped-down van smoking hand-rolled cigarettes in the dark while you made several stops around the city to unload your merchandise. It was all I could do after sampling it. The swirling in the dark held me against the cold...