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But I miss the woman I was, even as I learn to accept the new creature I’ve become.

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Ann Aguirre
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: August 27
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
the United States of America
Ellen Connor
Ava Gray
Become
Creature
Even
Miss
Creatures
Accept
Missing
Accepting
Woman
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We stand a professional distance apart, as if I can’t feel his pain screaming in my head. Mine amplifies his they share a joint sound—that of glass breaking—until they swell to a crescendo that deafens.
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Not just when its easy. All the time.
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