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Where the Light Goes: Four Stories of Love, Loss, and Liminal in Franklin, TN
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Where the Light Goes: Four Stories of Love, Loss, and Liminal in Franklin, TN
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Where the Light Goes:
Four Stories of Love, Loss, and the Liminal
by Brinda Phokeerdass
In Where the Light Goes, I've woven four stories that live in the spaces between-between grief and grace, memory and forgetting, the earth and the stars. These tales emerged from the quiet ache of loss and the quiet hope that, somehow, even the things we let go of never truly leave us. They are not just about what we lose, but about what we carry forward-and how we are shaped by the echoes of what once was.
Four Stories of Love, Loss, and the Liminal
by Brinda Phokeerdass
In Where the Light Goes, I've woven four stories that live in the spaces between-between grief and grace, memory and forgetting, the earth and the stars. These tales emerged from the quiet ache of loss and the quiet hope that, somehow, even the things we let go of never truly leave us. They are not just about what we lose, but about what we carry forward-and how we are shaped by the echoes of what once was.
Where the Light Goes:
Four Stories of Love, Loss, and the Liminal
by Brinda Phokeerdass
In Where the Light Goes, I've woven four stories that live in the spaces between-between grief and grace, memory and forgetting, the earth and the stars. These tales emerged from the quiet ache of loss and the quiet hope that, somehow, even the things we let go of never truly leave us. They are not just about what we lose, but about what we carry forward-and how we are shaped by the echoes of what once was.
Four Stories of Love, Loss, and the Liminal
by Brinda Phokeerdass
In Where the Light Goes, I've woven four stories that live in the spaces between-between grief and grace, memory and forgetting, the earth and the stars. These tales emerged from the quiet ache of loss and the quiet hope that, somehow, even the things we let go of never truly leave us. They are not just about what we lose, but about what we carry forward-and how we are shaped by the echoes of what once was.

















