I return to yoga with cramped feet, stiff hamstrings, weak arms, thirty extra pounds – the combined result of running long distances not out of joy but from desperation. I return to yoga nearly five weeks into a new job, the class an unexpected perk of the new position. I return to yoga after twoContinue reading “Practice”
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On Ingrid Bergman
Ingrid Bergman died three years before I was born. The only summer I worked at camp, “Bergie” was my camp name, and whenever I was asked about it I had to explain who Ingrid Bergman was, to gaggles of pre-teens who were more interested in Jonathan Taylor Thomas and Heath Ledger. Sometime during eighth gradeContinue reading “On Ingrid Bergman”