Tag: nonfiction

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This is not a good story. It does not tell you what you want to hear. It tells you that I lived. Survived. Succeeded, even, in being a dutiful daughter, a good mother, a loving wife. It tells you that I was plucked out of precarious circumstances and made...

Insignificance

I saw Mt. Fuji only once from the small, plastic window that allowed me to view our ascension. In only the briefest second I could capture its steep, sloping sides, rising to form a great, chasm-like mouth that stretched above the highest clouds to take a gulp of the...