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The Angle

First Page

25

Last Page

25

Abstract

In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay's first paragraph.

"The lake stones were smooth, slippery beneath my leathered feet, but (predictably) rock-hard. The water pulled at the skin of my insteps and ankles, pushed me back toward the shoreline, pulled me out, pushed me back. Some days I could imagine myself a mermaid: Melusine, Sabrina. Some days I could not. I was strong, the pull of the water stronger."

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