When I was eight years old, my parents bought me a 35-millimeter camera, an oblong pink, plastic thing with the name “Barbie” splashed across the top in that neon lettering so characteristic of the late eighties. I loved that camera and the ability to grab a moment and memorialize it in printed form whenever my…
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A Bit of Earth
We moved in with my grandparents twice during my childhood. The first time, I was five years old, and my mom was in a wheelchair for months after giving birth to my sister. We stayed with my grandparents in their small house in an old Memphis neighborhood for nearly a year, until my mom could…
More Than This Life Only
I checked the final item off my long to-do list the other day and felt a bit of euphoria when my pen made a straight, black line through the words “answer emails.” It had been a day full of work at my desk (which is really just the dining room table between meals), work in…