“With no other tools at my disposal…I grabbed the old metal teal broom, bristles splayed out like a Thanksgiving turkey, and ready to do the bidding of whoever wielded it.”
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“Perhaps I was attempting to craft the environment we organically created, but I was less tidy, less rule-bound, less moral.”
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“Being shown a glimpse of your wounds reminded me of my own, discarded and untouched.”
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“And then what I imagined became reality, but we romanticize what we don’t know deeply.”
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“I wiped the sweat clean off with the back of my hand. I heaved and leaned down towards the plastic billowing in the wind once more. It might’ve looked graceful had I not felt their challenge radiating like a polluting pulse.”
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“I’m trying to be honest with myself (and you, Reader) about this and frankly, it’s uncomfortable. I don’t like writing about him because I want to avoid honesty.”
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“You will find that you have pieces that will always be tucked away in your back pocket, available to revisit like an old holiday letter…but you won’t know the pieces that are inextricably linked with the past, unable to be resurfaced.”
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“There are people who’re habitually careless with their words and actions.”
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