in this distance, i feel deeply unsettled, an extension of the conflict with my father that faded into a background of sadnesses and trespass:
silence.
my childhood is a place of unrequited need of an unconsummated desire to peace.
i'm sorry to be self absorbed i'm sorry to be consumed i'm collapsing in a self shame i wish i could be better more good stronger.
will micah forget me? has he already? will he forgive me for my absence? (perhaps equally as importantly, will tabitha?)
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