Shopping at Target for school supplies takes us into the arms of August, summer’s last great hump. I smell the Ticonderoga pencil shavings already...
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Lately, I don’t know what I am doing. I am not so much numb as I have been fiercely holding down my mind, pressing it up against my palm to keep it from straying. I am stopping every other thought… back spacing and deleting it. I am rushing backwards to go over the day,...
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