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Curdle
In 2016 my essay, When Flakes of Ash Fall and Melt Into Water, was long-listed in the international experimental non-fiction prize run by The Lifted Brow. It explores in part my feelings of experiencing doubt that my baby's ashes were not recoverable after cremation (as advised by the hospital and undertakers). It has since been confirmed that I was unfortunately right and this piece is a follow up to that essay, albeit in a different form.
Both pieces are part of my larger piece of work, The Absolution of Shyness, which explores the framing of women's experiences in relation to loss, choice and words.
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