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A body is not a shell

A body is not a shell

I’ve never been particularly attached to my body. I neglect it, hide it, use it as a coat rack. It has always felt like a thing I inhabit…
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Samantha Harrington
I’m too old to feel this young

I’m too old to feel this young

I’m bad at imagining the future. I freeze anytime someone asks me for a five-year plan. I don’t know what I want. I just want to be happy…
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Checking for missing pieces

Checking for missing pieces

My friend Abi told me once I was giving my brain too much credit, that other parts of the body feel things too. I regularly feel the urge…
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Samantha Harrington
Ghost hunting on the failed 50th anniversary of Roe

Ghost hunting on the failed 50th anniversary of Roe

I was watching the crowd: The girl in the sparkly white hat sitting on her father’s shoulders; the brothers chasing each other around a…
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Samantha Harrington
They’ll have to drag me from Wisconsin

They’ll have to drag me from Wisconsin

There is still so much to fight for.
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A love letter to water and wind

A love letter to water and wind

I’ve loved figure skating for twenty years now. It’s pulling me through this stage of the pandemic.
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Golden grief in a changing Northwoods

Golden grief in a changing Northwoods

I’m scared of how much this place I love might change.
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