dolly parton died today, on a day where i wrestle with the impossibility of moving forward in a life i can’t fathom. I thought I left you 6 years ago? why are you here making the present pale and wan? making the life that has formed around me in the interfering years seem dead and unlikely and unnatural? i suppose that’s just grief. and grief doesn’t follow rules

what are the ways in which you deny your own power? here you are seeking affirmation of your own power, your ability to make a difference, through a man’s attention.

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