Author: Emily Climaco

Swastikas to Windmills

Lorenzo and Willow ate the last of my granola bars, but I can’t be mad at them because I like having the neighborhood kids around. They are third graders, the same as my daughter. Their world revolves around after-school bike…

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Other People’s Kids

In the days before my daughter started elementary school, I was sometimes overwhelmed with the social aspects of parenting. I needed to be alone with my thoughts from time to time, but my daughter was constantly dragging me back to…

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Healing at the Pool

One bright afternoon when I was a little girl, I met a beautiful mermaid. Leaning against the cement edge of the baby pool, her back curved beneath the water’s surface, with her legs tapering down to toes gently pointed like…

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