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One Bird
From the beginning of the pandemic but parts of this resonate now. Maybe more than resonate. Echo.
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Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect
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“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
This was beautifully written Jan at a time when so many of us were wondering the same thing. Every day marks another day that I still wonder (what with the falling apart of almost everything we know and value) how long we can keep hoping. I find I’m extremely tired of thinking things will get better.