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Dolly, Pardon America.
Dolly Parton is often painted in rhinestones and caricature, big hair, bigger personality, a walking embodiment of Southern charm. But beneath the sequins is one of the sharpest minds in music, a storyteller whose ability to distill life’s messiest emotions into melody is unmatched. The documentary Dolly Parton’s America peels back those layers, revealing an…
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One Ring, Two Rings
We talked yesterday. I called to ask when you’d come pick up your things. One ring, two rings, three rings…then your voice on the other end. “Hi, Y.” You answered. That alone felt good. I could hear you shifting, maybe in bed, maybe on the couch. “Hey, uh, so when are you gonna come pick…
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Running Up That Hill
EXT. CITY STREETS – NIGHT Rain slicks the pavement, turning neon lights into shimmering reflections beneath my feet. The air is thick with something unspoken, something heavy. He stands in front of me, hands shoved deep into his pockets, eyes shadowed under the streetlamp glow. “And if I only could, I’d make a deal with…
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What I’d Be Like as an Alien: A Human’s Reflection on Alien Identity
As a human, I’ve spent much of my life grappling with questions of identity, purpose, and the larger universe. So, one day, I began to wonder: What would I be like if I were an alien? What might my form, my worldview, or my philosophy look like from a perspective that is not bound by…
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Sinking Into Reflection
I have a therapy appointment coming up on Monday. Funny enough, I originally booked it for my ex and me to go together. We’d been talking about it. But now, that appointment is just for me. We broke up before we could go, and I was left staring at an appointment that no longer had…
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The Unfinished Thought. 