I’ve had quite the Dickinsonian year, except that she seemed content in her circumstances, and for the most part I, decidedly, was not. Uncomfortable shades of emotion and intention have revealed themselves, and I carry stupefying amounts of shame that will be sifted through. And yet there’s hope, as sensitive as teeth and relentless as “
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I’ve had quite the Dickinsonian year, except that she seemed content in her circumstances, and for the most part I, decidedly, was not. Uncomfortable shades of emotion and intention have revealed themselves, and I carry stupefying amounts of shame that will be sifted through. And yet there’s hope, as sensitive as teeth and relentless as “