Of course she’s dead: Tina was her name, of leukemia: so I heard—why else would I try sadly to make music of her unremarkable kindness?I am trying, I think, to forgive myselffor something I don’t know what.But what I do know is that I love the moment when the poet saysI am trying to do thisor I am trying to do that.

-Ross Gay

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