Paying in Time
The contempt the place exuded for the people inside it felt physical, hanging in the air like humidity.
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Join NOW!The contempt the place exuded for the people inside it felt physical, hanging in the air like humidity.
...moreIt is fifteen years after the renovation, and St. Mark’s struggles to breathe.
...moreThe first time I had my breasts removed was hard. The second time, less so.
...moreClothes, plants, and broken aluminum doors on balconies—all was inside out.
...moreI needed to reshape the definitions of words that were used against me.
...moreIt’s a strange thing, seeing a reliable machine fail. Seeing a hero crash to earth.
...moreThis is how to be sick, or hurt: give up on fast time.
...moreMy body is a drum, its last vibration fading out. My body is a temple, serene and contemplative, all voices finally stilled. My body is a glider plane, floating on warm currents of air in the eerie, engineless quiet.
...moreMy father makes me cry when he starts crying and walks into the kitchen to call 911 because he doesn’t know how to fix this. He is the guy who could always fix everything.
...moreTen years later I still wondered about those aviator glasses and whether The Breakfast Club could restore us.
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