Super excited to have a nonfiction piece on Burrow Press!
“You are a survivor,” she tells me. “You fought, and you lived. Not many people can claim that at your age.”
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Once, when I was younger, I read that twins often have the same dreams. Jimmy and I had tried it, of course. We’d hold hands as we fell asleep, thinking this would strengthen our mental connection, or something. In the mornings, we’d compare our dreams. He’d tell these wild and vivid tales of monsters or motorcycle gangs. He’d tell me how he leapt from cloud to cloud in his dreams, not afraid of falling. Every morning, he’d tell me this, and every morning, my answer was the same: “I don’t remember.”