Solitude Spiral
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Solitude Spiral

Correspondence

When all the pieces fit

Photo by Alessio Fiorentino on Unsplash

My Dearest Anna,

My deepest and sincere apologies for not writing to you upon my arrival in Paris. My delay is not because I have not thought of you, for memories of us on the tree swing, or of Martha’s soup, or the scent of Father’s tobacco crowd my mind and often take my attention from business. I feel we have not laughed together for an eternity, my dearest sister, and I long for…

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