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It was unclear whether I was supposed to continue my work. The guests sometimes left used dishes out on tables, and sometimes did the chore themselves, chatting with one another. Few things more grounding than housework, one said.The first night of the blizzard, the storm of the decade the radio broadcasts and cable news networks called it, some staff sneaked to the least used balcony to smoke a joint. We huddled in a shaft some of the others had dug out, up to our necks in smoke and steam.In the evenings, a few of the guests watched films i...
Submitted to Contest #114
I was the kind of child who spent a lot of time in their head. Books were shrines wherein I could bear my suspicions about the world and then take something like knowledge for myself. They were always there, and always willing to take in a quiet, lonely kid. The local library was a well-trod landmark throughout my young life, from the time I could read. Beginning around age twelve, Iād go there for a few hours until my mother would pick me up after her workday ended. During this time, middle school, Iād suspected that the after-school book c...
"Being is constantly putting form in danger." - Beckett
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