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Why Nobody Wants to Be Perceived Anymore
We live in a time where people want to be felt, but not seen. Held, but not fully understood. Experienced, but not…
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Narnia Is Now Nirvana
Narnia has always been a doorway. A closet door, slightly ajar. A decision you don’t fully understand yet. One moment you’re standing…
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The Entitlement of Observation
I’ve learned that a lot of people have things to say about your life. I am only Briana—but I live many lives.…
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Depth Is Not a Defect
Suddenly, I don’t want anyone to know me deeply anymore. Which is strange, because for most of my life, that’s all I…
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On Seeing My Mother Clearly
We are a generation that remembers everything. We remember the wrongs. We remember the moments that didn’t land the way they should…
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On Being Their Mother
I’ve been a mom for four years now. I’ve been a two-time mom for almost three. And many people don’t know that…
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Access Is Not A Right
There is a quiet social rule that long friendships should be preserved at all costs. Time served is treated as proof of…
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It Means You’re Still Here
This morning I’m painting—finishing something I started last night. I spent a couple of weekends inside, half by choice, half because my…
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December Forecast
Every day for the rest of December, I’ll be posting on the blog. Some days it might be one piece, some days…
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December as a Mirror
I used to think I’d still be in the same place by now — carrying the same ache, living inside the same…
