When Your Art Friends Die

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I didn’t know her well, the young woman who died. We were in several writing classes together, and she did my essay show once. She was beautiful, though she seemed to fight against her beauty — ultimately, I don’t know who won that battle.

The woman who died was more comfortable with being funny, smart, and talented, and I could relate — I was that way too when I…

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