When the Body Remembers What the Mind Forgets

A movement (an arm raised). An idiom (“piece of meat”). A recognizable scent (after the rain). I can’t quite identify the familiarity, but my body remembers.¬†Could my body really recall what the mind flushes out?¬†Hyper-vigilance as rudimentary as the right/left pattern of my steps, I hold my breath in fear, hide my face in shame, […]

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