THE LETTER
December 2025 There is nothing wrong with her. This is what she knows. Not believes — knows. The way she knows her own handwriting, her threshold for noise, the hour she thinks best. It is not a conclusion she arrived at through affirmation. It is the residue of decades. She did
THE LETTER
January 2026 She built the thing. And then she left the room where people clap. Not in crisis. Not in burnout. She left the way you leave a party that has gone on too long — coat already on, standing near the door, realizing no one will notice if you slip
The Disappearance of Guilt
The Disappearance of Guilt A Brief The guilt does not fade slowly. It disappears. Not after years of justification, not after political reconciliation, but once the labor stops being hers. Once the hours are no longer theoretical. Once the life works. There is a name for what precedes this: domestic
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