A Rendering…

Render.  What is this body I have made? How strange, this physicality of self.  The things I have become, and all of those I haven’t. Sometimes, when my eyes are not quite working right, I look like someone else inside the mirror.  Unfamiliar.  Foreign.  I wonder if my mother would still know me—but, of course, …

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Well…it’s done.

I wrote a memoir for my thesis.  For five years, I've been writing a memoir for my thesis.  Even before I knew there would be a thesis I would write.  Re-written now three times, it has shaped the landscape of my life, and changed me for the better over time.  I am proud that it …

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