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After the wreck, I picked myself up, spread my wings, and flew away 2006

By Joyce Carol Oates

  • Fiction, Death, Traffic accidents, Emotional problems

In the raw was how the world felt now. My feelings were raw, my thoughts were raw and hurtful like knife blades. . . . In the blue had been my place to hide, now In the raw there was nowhere to hide.Jenna Abbott separates her life into two categories: before the wreck and after the wreck.

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Grave, contemporary, earnest and classical in form.

  • gravecomic
  • contemporarynostalgic
  • earnestironic
  • classical in formformally daring
  • sparerichly built

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