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Touchstone Bracelets

When I was a girl, all the pockets would simply rip out of my clothes because I was always stuffing them full of rocks. Odd-shaped rocks. Olivine. Quartz. Shiny bits of mica. Pahoehoe lava with ropy, iridescent swirls. When my family moved to Georgia, they teased me about trying to take all of Stone Mountain… Continue reading Touchstone Bracelets