I shouldn’t have had to relive any of it for him. I know that. But it just rolled off my tongue like too much water from the hose in summertime. It’s heartbreaking how trauma has its own tragic, jagged flow, like a scripted horror.
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I shouldn’t have had to relive any of it for him. I know that. But it just rolled off my tongue like too much water from the hose in summertime. It’s heartbreaking how trauma has its own tragic, jagged flow, like a scripted horror.
Read More