Tag: Queen

3… 2… 1… Reconciliation.

Three: A child, a mother, and a father are a family. The child, barely 4 years-old, can’t understand why their home is suddenly turned upside down, and shaken brutally like a snow globe. The white flakes covering each person. No one can walk comfortably or unscathed inside the bubble. Tip. Toe. Eggshell. There is sadness in their lives. It’s the…

Marie Antoinette and Me

The last queen of France and I have absolutely nothing in common. Still, through the hardest years I look to her. It started in my mid 20’s, when I was alone one evening in a tiny two room attic apartment. I had rented a movie from Blockbuster, Sofia Coppola’s Marie Antoinette. I watched it twice that evening. It had the…

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