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Emily Levin's avatar

"I am writing because they never taught me how to hold that girl holy. But I am not trying to worship her—I am trying to resurrect her. Because salvation, I am told, is the reward of a life lived in truth."

Wow, Rita. This blossomed into its own tree of life.

I am thinking of you often every day, friend, and hoping you know you are not walking a changed path alone. Grateful for your words and way of moving forward in this world.

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Tracey Edelist, PhD's avatar

Ahhh, Rita, I love what you've done with this piece! You got right to the root of things in the most powerful way. I love these sentences, "Remember how the trees’ ridged roots rose, mountainous, above valleys of hard-packed dirt, marking territories for the little poodles and retrievers and terriers who ran and loved and warred completely under your dominion?" and "an intrepid little god making a world beneath weeping sap."

There is so much here told through the loss of childhood innocence. I wonder more about the after, about what that girl did to feel in control once the kingdom she ruled was lost. Thinking of you and grateful for your writing. xoxo

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