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Unformatted text preview: mothers abuse, Kalas advice, and all the other shit she is exposed to) its easy to see where the cycle of begins. But lucy she sees things differently, she sees hope, and she sees herself, meaning she is autonomous. I thinking maybe a flash flood come and take my mama away (for a little while) down a raging brown river, down into the choppy ocean. And dump her there. (Wish). (116, Ravine) Thanks, eh, thank you so much, WillyJoe, says my Mama all Perfeck English. (120, Ravine) He so mean. He says I love an idiot. Whats wrong with me? Wrong, wrong with the love I write on a matchbook. (135, name me is) I feel the thick, clear liquid ove slow out of my name on my back, touch it with my own fingers, feel my name on my back all the way inside. I IS. Aint nobody tell me otherwise. (140, name me is) the last sentence of the story, its Lucy reclaiming herself, its empowering....
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- Spring '09