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“You came down here to tell us something, did you?” Mum asks, everyone sitting around the table; Mum, Dad, Grandma, Grandpa, Aunt Jean, Uncle Daniel, and a few others. I feel seen for once—as I sit at the head of the table—but it doesn’t feel good. “Well, yes,” I clear my throat, my lungs heaving with all the grief I have shoved down for all these years. It’s time to tell them the secret I have been keeping for ...
I pray for rain, but it does not come. As I stand here, on this land that I could navigate with my eyes closed, this land that has been desolate as all hell for all twelve years of my life and probably longer, I watch as the wind blows, tumbleweeds and dried leaves blowing everywhere. There is nothing in front of me, except my very own bare feet, scuffed and dried for the few years in which I have had no shoes, unable to...
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