coming home
I kept having the same dream of myself, arms outstretched, grasping — but for what?
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2 min readJul 16, 2019
When I described our California apartment, I tried to convey both luxury and bohemia. Dressed in a long pink caftan shipped straight from India, I brought you to our salt-rimmed porch; showcased the length of our ivy. I had painted the windows as portals to a waterfront paradise I’d built all my own —…
