What I Learned From My Garden About Loss and New Beginnings


Some of my earliest memories are those of hiding in the little kitchen garden in our house. What I remember most vividly are the hibiscuses and the roses. Roses of that deep magenta color, the color of sirens and wine. Hibiscuses, I think there were red,

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Sreesha Divakaran

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