The Lies In Our Bones

My Country Feels Like Death I remember when a friend's brother died. I'll call him Harry. He was young. My friend was young. I was young-ish. My brain didn't know what to do with the information. Harry was young enough--in his twenties--to have decades ahead of him. My brain questioned: but he's not had a life yet--how can he be gone?...

julielelder.com My Country Feels Like Death I remember when a friend’s brother died. I’ll call him Harry. He was young. My friend was young. I was young-ish. My brain didn’t know what to do with …