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Broken Cookies

Tell me you’ve had this day before, please. A cattle-prod pain deep in the tailbone pulls you from sleep. Your children and your alarm are clanging in the bedroom. But you’re stuck in a dream. You can’t open your eyes because you stayed awake until midnight when this position hurt, and this ached, and this …

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Two lifetimes ago

The boom and crack of fireworks echoed around, evoking the wonder of childhood. Tonight we were not eating grapes and cheese, snuggled en famille on a picnic rug, under the blossoming light show. My little 5-year-old ripped off her oxygen mask to run to the hospital window.