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I'm Mallory Jo. I'm a Bay Area poet, library associate, grad student and new mom. I'm easily overwhelmed by information and will probably spend the rest of my life trying to find the right place for and connections between all sorts of tangible and intangible things. Thanks for following.
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Thought

My daughter wakes up in the middle of the night crying as if she’d had a bad dream and that dream has made an impression, one that will make her look away and remember something terrifying or wonderful, it doesn’t matter, in a conversation on her first date or sharing a joint with strangers, answering questions about herself that she will never have all the answers to because so much of herself has been forgotten or could never be explained. And then she’ll realize all this and find herself in knowing that finding yourself is arbitrary.

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