The tricky thing

By Rachel Roseberry ā€™11

There was a period of time when I lived in Texas. There was a period of time from age 22 to 23 when I could muster the strength only to dress the part. There was a period of time when salvation lay in closing the blinds. It was my first job out of college, and I had moved far away from anywhere that seemed like home.

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Fear itself

By Rachel Roseberry ā€™11

I was 22, and we were sitting on the front porch of our hotel looking toward the wide West Texas plains. The storm that was gathering seemed more storm-like, the lightning more vivid, more crudely yellow than anywhere else Iā€™d ever been.

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