Category: Scarlet Letters

My Year in Nonfiction 2018 | Essay collections & Memoirs

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Her body seemed outside her

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The old brag of my heart

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Minna sits with the sea inside

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It is politic to tell our own story,

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She was completely engrossed in a single thought

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I wished I could split my body in two,

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We took everything upon ourselves

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I preferred us when my father was away

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My Year in Nonfiction 2018 | Biographies

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My Year in Nonfiction 2018 | 18th-century women writers

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She regarded life as an expedition into the unknown,

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O cursed human voice, violin of flesh and blood,

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Panic calls out cowardice, and cowardice cruelty

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This look of sadness would last perhaps for a minute

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Ringing out in a very open space

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I don’t want them to reward me for nonsense

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The milk of incomprehension

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