The day is over. And so am I.

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1. Some days sound so hard that you want only listen to whispers. And speak only with fingers against your lips.

2. I want a hug the proportions of a man’s wingspan and as solid as his chest pressed against mine. An embrace that spells the words: “You’re safe. Be still now. Breathe slow.”

3. The eunuch at the red light put her hand out for coins but changed her mind and placed it on my head instead. She said, “child, you look like you need my prayers more than I need your money.”

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