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My Father’s Hands (nonfiction)
Posted on November 9, 2020 13 Comments
In my memory, my father’s hands are large. His sturdy fingers, the columns that hold up the Parthenon roof, the pillars that secure the world on the turtle’s back, that hold me as I swing between him and my mother when we walk down the street together. His palms span wide enough to encompass mine, […]
How to make an espresso
Posted on December 19, 2019 2 Comments
How to make an espresso: Not really about making coffee.
Ghosts of Christmases Past
Posted on December 20, 2018 16 Comments
Written for YeahWrite#401 Nonfiction: My dead are always hanging around, but especially so at Christmas.
Asha Rajan 