by Miriam Hechtman

To speak uninterrupted is both shocking and liberating. I remember my first time speaking in the circle, conch in hand, seven pairs of eyes rested on me, the sound of silence rising in volume until my own words filled the empty space. I remember glancing down at my slightly wavering hands, feeling time move at a faster pace, every second, a minute.

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