Author: Sara Wright

Flap with hope

I sip tea and it tastes warm and nourishing as it always does. Yesterday morning, a checker at a grocery store gave me a small bottle of hand sanitizer because they had none on the shelves. In the afternoon, I took a long walk...

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God is the Borg

I’m still breathing mucus out of rattling lungs, but today reigns sunny and sparkling with snow. It’s my sister’s birthday tomorrow, and we’re celebrating love with a couples’ dinner party on Saturday evening. I snap my fingers...

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