Excerpt – Dear Mr. You

“I sobbed from somewhere that owned me. I had no more will but to attend to those sobs. There was nowhere to go now. I had no clout with myself. I managed small steps but every direction was bad. There was nothing forward. I was fatherless to the right, with no one as my eternal champion, and fatherless to the left. I rotated in a broken waltz in that hateful sunlight which clearly had no idea what it would never shine on again. I turned helplessly in my circle there on the only piece of earth that knew me without him, wailing in my hands and pivoting mechanically like the top of one of those music boxes he loved so much. Draining itself into dissonance until someone shuts the lid.” (pg. 208-209)


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