First Day of the Year

“Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind.” The lyrics lulled me as I walked from my house, acquaintances forgotten already, trampled under each footfall, the hard tarmac unyielding under my walking shoes, bright pink laces flapping with each kick. I walked with determination, anger even, at what I’m not sure, trying toContinue reading “First Day of the Year”

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