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Papa was weak and scared, that Mama was spinning fog, and that I was an adolescent crone sitting in the ruins, watching the beams crumble, and warming myself in the smoke from the funeral pyre. That was how I felt, and I wanted company.
My brain has got carried away with crossover branches and twigs, all grabbing and twisting and outgrowing each other, and my hand can’t keep up with writing these knotted thoughts,
Eggshells
Caitriona Lally
Books friendships philosophers priests action pleasure pride beat up and down seeking to give satisfaction;
Leaves of Grass
Walt Whitman, American Renaissance Books
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