Tag Archives: smells

The Fragrance of Me

My perfume does not come out of a bottle, or roll beneath my arms. I don’t need to wash my mouth with it, or sprinkle it in my shoes. How have we gotten of alarmed at our body fragrances? Can … Continue reading

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Smells of Love

Smells of love, my grandfather’s smell deeply encoded in my body memory: Old Spice aftershave, tobacco, the dog always at his side, sweat from the field, beer if Grandma wasn’t diligent. Ancient sweater meshing years of smells that I inhale … Continue reading

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