TheChairHeUsedtoSitIn
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We kept the chair for a year. Nobody sat in it and nobody moved it and nobody talked about why.
Grief in my family is a furniture arrangement.
I sat in it in November. It was just a chair. And then it wasn't, and I cried for forty minutes, and then it was just a chair again.
A reflection
What are you keeping exactly where they left it?
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