The World Loses Its Former Shape: Caught in the Undertow of Grief
I whisper to my great-grandmother a burden I’d like lifted, one she might take to the next world with her.
The Truman Show,
Chantal James is a novelist and memoirist in Washington, DC. She's published across genres in The Torch, Paste Magazine, Transition Magazine, Arts Editor, MTV Iggy and more. She's been the recipient of a Fulbright fellowship in creative writing to Morocco among other honors. Follow her on Twitter @chantalalive.
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