Title: 139, 241, 139
Subtext: And be one lingerer, long I sat.
Date: 30 Nov 19 (Saturday in the PM)
Time: 1 minute
Replies: 5
Revisions: 9
Publicity: Workshop
I sat still there in my childhood bedroom on dial-up AOL, applying to jobs with an optimist’s vision of my life beyond that room where ten years before I watched The Party . . . it goes on – however, this piece is for writers.

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