leanne Forestal

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She could not find the words. She had no frame of reference to make sense of this, this impossible generosity. It defied every rule she’d been taught about moving within the world, in which favors were like the conservation of matter. A give always entailed a take. “You’re just giving it to me?” “Well, don’t look so put out about it.” “But can you find another one?”
Katabasis
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