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#kara-haupt
Brain dregs
Brain dregs
Gifts, old friends, someone else’s life.
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Brain dregs
Quarantine
Quarantine
There were weeks where New York City felt like a quiet, burning city. Dying and silent, except for the 24 hour sirens. I have a video on my phone of ambulance lights through my bedroom curtain, the ambulance lighting the room like the world’s saddest disco ball.
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Quarantine
A Grief Observed
A Grief Observed
The window to write this, I know, has passed. The subject has been exhausted, what happened has happened and we are here. The day after, I walked through a North Carolina airport in a determined daze—crying and deliberately looking any stranger who would let me, right in the eyes. I was manic and furious and the task felt aggressive. It felt like my right. More people than you would think met my sobbing gaze. Each time, I would look away first.
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A Grief Observed