The Sunday Rumpus Essay: Admission of Guilt
Last summer, I nearly killed my son. It was an accident, but the guilt I live with belongs to those whose malicious deeds are intentional.
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Join NOW!Last summer, I nearly killed my son. It was an accident, but the guilt I live with belongs to those whose malicious deeds are intentional.
...moreLet me be blunt: you’re a train with human attributes. Who are your parents? From what monstrous act were you conceived?
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