“Learning the Liability of Having” By Beth Kephart, WTP Guest Writer Everything here now is clean. My pantry picked pure of rainy-day supplies, my crisper chilling nothing but air, my dresser sluiced of its delicate slips, my closet shorn of diaphanous dresses I’d once loved to wear… My life. My words. My sentences. My stories.…
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