Jayati Vora

Foodie. Travel junkie. Dog lover. Tanguera. New Yorker. Editor. Writer of mini stories. (RTs are not endorsements.)

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...I could feel a phantom drop of milk leak from my left breast, yearning to nourish, to give life and sustain it. It stained my blouse.

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After a hectic morning in which two separate pediatricians were frantically dialed, my heart heaved. The danger was past, but the adrenaline still flowed. When I stopped to breathe...

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Shards of ice stab the air atop a rock in the lake. Under the warmth of my gaze, they lose their hold, slipping quietly, one by one, into the winter water. The sun blazes above; it’s a comfortable 50 degrees in late February. Is this how glaciers fall?

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I left tango but tango didn’t leave me. It was waiting, unobtrusively, for my return—in the hug of an embrace, in the toodoodoodoodoodoodoodoo of deft weight changes, in the tap of toes and exhilarating joy of conversing with a perfect stranger without exchanging a single word.

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...but not enough to unfurl those prickles, to be wide and open and vulnerable to the world.

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Her friends moved away, one by one. She used all the technologies to stay in touch, but then what to do about hugs? One day she went to a desert and recognized herself in a cactus. Getting just enough moisture to keep her going...

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Then she saw a rainbow in the sky, and out of pure delight, shot straight up in the air, surprising even herself. That’s when she realized—dancing feet make dancing shoes. (2 of 2)

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There was a girl who skipped and hopped everywhere in her sparkly multicolored shoes. Jealous, her neighbor flicked the pair one day, and strutted outside in them. But nothing happened, not even the tiniest bunny hop. (1 of 2)

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The markets are crashing, the sky is falling, and everything is bad, mad, sad. Then a 6-year-old writes you a letter, saying how much he loves you and he hopes you stop losing mone (he’s still learning his spellings, you see), and just for a moment, the world rights itself.

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5. Let me know what you think!

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1. I started doing a thing: writing mini-stories, 50-100 words each. It's addictive, and now I'm writing one or more a day. I'm sharing 3 & will continue sharing every day. They may be good, cheesy, or uninspired, even. I hope you'll read, and maybe one will resonate with you.

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The left waited patiently, but its turn never came.

After a while, it made friends with the soil, and they cradled each other in a gentle embrace.

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Everyone in journalism needs to read this 👇👇👇

[Karen Hawkins @ChiefRebelle]

After 20+ years in—and out—of the #journalism industry, I wish I didn't still need to say this, but here we are.

To young journalists of color working the "dream job" that your momma can't stop bragging about that has turned into a nightmare: it isn't you, it's them

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Wish I could have been there! Thrilled to have worked on this important story.

[News & Documentary Emmys @newsemmys]

The Emmy for Outstanding Investigative Report in a Newsmagazine goes to @AJEnglish for Fault Lines, "Adoption Inc." #NewsEmmys

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@michellelegro @GENmag Congrats Michelle!