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Keychain(ed)

  • Erin Conway
  • Dec 1, 2024
  • 1 min read


People carry keys, take keys, give keys, give keys back.


People lose keys, copy keys, save keys, put keys back.


My last ten years hold moments of too much fumbling, clutching, clinging and wishing to find the key I need in my pocket.


Keys mean solutions. Keys mean safety. Keys are gratitude and frustration.


My keychain has been too empty and somehow too heavy and the same time, because these sensations are illusions, only perceptions, and sometimes misinterpretations.


May these novels that span identity, geography and history remind us that keys are only as 'right' as the door you are trying to open.

 
 
 

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