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Was what it said, for no discernible reason, on the Uptown’s marquee tonight as I left yoga class. A cold rain had just passed, and …
Was what it said, for no discernible reason, on the Uptown’s marquee tonight as I left yoga class. A cold rain had just passed, and …
When I moved home to Minneapolis, one of my best friends was about to leave. “I got accepted!” she said one day. “Grad school, getting …
I keep meaning to mention: before I went to Boston, Janaka came to Minneapolis. We partook in the usual affairs: road tripping to Iowa to …
When I was sixteen I loved a boy who came up to my shoulders. We’d walk down the high school hallways holding hands, and to …
For a good fifteen minutes, it had appeared as though this wasn’t going to work: we tried hanging up and calling back a few times, …
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