When The Student Is The Teacher

The friend had passed away. But rediscovering his letters allowed me to revisit our friendship, one where the nature of mentor and student was constantly shifting.

To Open The Heart, Start With A Crack

We open it with a tiny smile, a breath, a whisper. With a hand placed on a friend’s back so she doesn’t need to cry alone, even if you can’t imagine why she needs to be a crying.

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