June 4, 2002

June 04, 2002 01:05 AM

Tonight in this heatwave that has come to Atlanta, I sit here in front of a fan and an open window by the glow of the monitor in a dark room. The past few days have been eventful in terms of cognizance/ health/balance from the efforts to digest a repeated “confession” of sorts … by a person I imagined I knew. If there is an award for stubborn denial, I see it on the horizon. Struggling to hold dignity in the grip of a spinning seizure, I have come to claim my prize.

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