Grief Runs Untamed In one hand the exiles hold a bundle with a blanket, medicine, and a comb; in the other, a door handle. They attach it to every mountain and wall, hoping the handle will conjure the door that will open and let them in. Through the swamps, down the dirt roads, through the […]
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