A Letter to One Whose Name Is Bitter

Dear Mara, May I ask about your name? Mara. Bitter. You weren’t born with it, I know. You don’t have to choose to live with it. And you certainly don’t want to die with it. What rogue seed ground its way into the soil of your life? Do you remember?Words that punched and tore the …

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