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Submitted to Contest #122
Jami Henry November 30, 2021 I’ve never been much of a talker. Maybe as a child, when my words slipped from my tongue carelessly; when the red wire beneath my mother’s pillow didn’t sting as bad, and district units weren’t obstructed by the malicious Tyek Thane. But now, the quiet of midnight is my only escape. Times like these, I have no recollection of her hatred for me or the unsettlingly stillness of our bland corridor. Though, as painful as the lashings were back then, the blindingly loud thoughts in my head interrupt the calm and revi...
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