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Autoethnographic Nonfiction: “Mourning (Unfinished)”

“I cried for Andie and the baby chicks I heard but didn’t get to meet. I cried for my baby I heard and didn’t get to meet. And I cried for myself that I had been living with such anger and resentment for other women, my sisters in the world, for years because I didn’t get a chance to talk about and heal from my own tragedy.”