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Dawn tinted the darkness like water ink.

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Janet Fitch
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
Author
Journalist
Novelist
University Teacher
Writer
LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
Dawn
Darkness
Water
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Tinted
Ink

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It's not that he was going nowhere, it's that he'd already arrived.
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The word rattled in my head like rocks in an oatmeal box.
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Find someone who will tremble for your touch, someone whose fingers are a poem.
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You paid for every second of beauty you managed to steal.
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...The men eyed her with the automatic mix of curiosity, lust, and aesthetic judgment they always gave young women, subject to object, the way you'd stare at an animal. She pretended not to notice. To remind them she was a person was too much effort. Objects bore no guilt.
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At every moment, each instrument knew what to play. Its little bit. But none could see the whole thing like this, all at once, only its own part. Just like life. Each person was like a line of music, but nobody knew what the symphony sounded like. Only the conductor had the whole score.
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