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Salvaging Our Fragile Lives Under a Snow-Scoured Earth

Part 5: Found family

Photo by Blake Weyland on Unsplash
Here’s a link to earlier parts if you missed them.

As I collided with the snowbank, it felt as though I’d fallen from the sky.

The searing pain I felt was neither hot nor cold but a kind of forlorn loneliness, an amputation. It scoured away at my aloofness, my sardonic standoffishness…




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Danielle Loewen

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