When the wind stops, the trees still move, the way my heart creaks, long after it bends. I am always surprised at the aftereffect of being moved deeply by something. I can be hurt or disappointed or feel the warmth of being loved or the gentle sway of being temporarily left, and then I’m ready […]
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