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- by Matt Mattila
Senior year my mother did two months for larceny. That August she tried walking out with two carts full of groceries. I lived noir. I managed a story that became my first published in the school magazine. She was still in prison that October when my birthday rolled around. I woke up at three-thirty in the morning and read James Thompson’s Snow Angels until I left for the bus.
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J'ai laissé mon couer dans le salle de bains. Fuck. Potage parlant. #talkingsoup #writers #callforsubmissions