There’s a robust rosemary bush situated in front our neighbor’s house directly at the end of our street, which lines the beginning route of our regular neighborhood stroll. Each time we round this corner, I reach out my hand, often subconsciously, and run my fingers through its wave of needles, snagging a few sprigs at the final moment (thankfully, we have friendly neighbors). Cupping my hands to my face, with unnecessary intensity, I inhale deeply. Then, the high begins to h

It’s raining at this particular moment as I’m slumped on the couch, attempting a first draft, waiting, patiently, for language, as the Real Housewives of Salt Lake City  hums in the background. I usually dislike the show — the clamoring arguments like silverware in a blender — but amidst the rain, it’s all somehow more… pleasant. Though, not enough to convince me to watch an entire season (sorry, Caitlin). Rain does that to things, softens the edges. There’s something especia

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