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Small Shoulders
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I hug myself under my cold blankets recognizing the size of my own shoulders. Small, smaller than I had thought. My body pulled tight into a ball. I feel my future reflect itself against the window. It stares back at me with an exhale. “I know” I tell it. “It’s OK.” I am suddenly aware of my own aloneness. My solidarity. I will be...

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