Category: the basket of random posts filled with beauty
a big basket of posts that don’t seem to fit in anywhere, but that are still full of beauty
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…and in the morning, I sit with the light on my face, my mouth holding only a few words, old words, a well-worn prayer: “…please, don’t forget about me…” and how many women have prayed these words, how many women have allowed themselves to yield to the ache of this prayer for husbands to stay,…
