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The Angle

First Page

26

Last Page

26

Abstract

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

"It's blue today, an October blue. The wind is howling behind me, chasing me, pushing me away. It doesn't want me or need me anymore; it's ready to become itself. One, not two together, separate—single. The October wind has harvested itself deep within me and over the lost summer nights that we shared together. We shared our senses, memories, tastes, time, laughter, and pleasures."

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