soup
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Soup was the first food I learned how to make myself — chicken noodle, dumped from the can and into a pot and heated so my mom could wash her hands of me and return to work with a closed office door. Then began the raids on the spice cabinet: oregano, cayenne pepper, nutmeg for…
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I moved out of my parents’ house five years ago. Finally pushed out of the nest despite financial strife from the sheer stress of being packed unendingly into a box with the rest of my family with no escape, not allowed my daily reprieve of the college campus for the exploding pandemic. So in one…
from the pen of icarus blake 