A short essay about the first flight I took after finishing my mother's last rites. A story about seemingly moving forward yet remaining in a state of inertia.
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I’d read a book you wrote!
Thank you for this, Pooja. I hope it heals to create space for your grief to express itself.
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I’d read a book you wrote!
Thank you for this, Pooja. I hope it heals to create space for your grief to express itself.