“they thought a ballistic missile / would drop. First, the realization: / no shelter, no basements
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“they thought a ballistic missile / would drop. First, the realization: / no shelter, no basements
What do I do when I need solace? When I lose the sense of wonder I can only get by physically being with the people I love, experiencing the places I love, and everything in between? I do what I’ve always done: I write about family.
