The kind you’re born with, the kind you choose, the kind that teach Catholic school
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J. Mays is the pseudonym of an author who writes two pages every single day.
When my brother was twelve, I found six mice nailed to the wall of the abandoned tree house in the woods near our apartment. He spent a lot of time there. It seemed to me the little mouse faces were frozen in agony. As though they’d been alive when he’d hammered the nails through them.