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Adrienne Raphel: “Confession”

I wrote ā€œConfessionā€ in the winter, recently after I had moved from Iowa City to Cambridge, MA. Iā€™d moved from a rambling attic apartment with secret unfinished rooms to a partially furnished attic studio with a shared bathroom down the hall. My writing space was the floor. The convent of San Marco in Florence, Italy contains small, individual cells, like a beehive, that monks would use for devotion. Each cell is bare save for a simple fresco by the early Renaissance master Fra Angelico. My room in Cambridge hardly had a monastic aesthetic; books and clothes were piled in geological strata. Every so often, I would find a bee feebly circling around the lampshade, or a couple of dead bees in the windowsill. ā€œConfessionā€ came to me after receiving a phone call very early in the morning from a friend whom I hadnā€™t spoken with in months. I donā€™t know why she chose that morning. She was in a difficult relationship, unhappy, isolated, yet surrounded by a city; I was feeling adrift and lonely, uncertain …