by Andrea Fedder | Mar 16, 2025 | Poetry
Unearthed thoughts in my silence with soup Dear Marion I’m doing the thing we talked about, the eating in silence and solitude thing.. I’m sitting on the wooden floor Just inside my own front door. The door is flung wide, wide open. The floor is a little...
by Andrea Fedder | Mar 16, 2025 | Human
Fast forward to the past | We didn’t get it all wrong Whenever I feel jaded by the pace of the world, I rewatch Back to the Future. Something about the feasibility of going back in time – back to “simpler times” soothes me. It’s a very stoic, middle way,...
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