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SATURDAY SOAPBOX

For D, who died

DEAR D,

The morning after you died, I went kickboxing. Through the 23 minutes, the mirrors bounced off attempts to breathe. A breath is life, and I thought I should keep at it. The business of life.

Not that I wanted to be there. Life is thrust upon us, and from the moment of

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