My mom’s cock-eyed dog, whom I see once a year and miss like crazy the other 51 weeks.
My name is Xarissa. I'm a senior web producer at The Chronicle of Higher Education and an occasional freelance essayist.
Behind one of the houses I lived in, there was a brushy, overgrown bit of property. We called it the fox-lot because only the wild animals got any use out of it. That's sort of what I'm going for here.
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