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I am especially struck by the lyricism, the rhythm and repetition and musicality, in the last paragraph.

*a fresh memory of a fresh child*

*My own mother motherless…her mother's memories so clouded*

And the vividness of your daughter curling her tiny tongue, and the strange, spiralic symmetry of death and birth, memory and forgetting. Absolutely gorgeous. Thanks for sharing these pieces.

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Thank you so much! I’m really enjoying the prompts in the intensive.

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