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One Gloved Hand

On Grief and Being Loved

By Aubrey RebeccaPublished 9 months ago • 1 min read

Tears freeze on my face.

Her hand melts the salty snow.

Friendship thaws my grief.

Friendship

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Aubrey Rebecca

My writing lives in the liminal spaces where memoir meets myth, where contradictions—grief/joy, addiction/love, beauty/ruin—tangle together. A Sagittarius, I am always exploring, searching for the story beneath the story. IG: @tapestryofink

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    Written by Aubrey Rebecca