A gold medal
A gold medal, 2022. Brass
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This was a bad time. A time when you cannot breathe and you feel the edges of you skin pulse and vibrate and you have no answers and no money and you try as hard as you can, you are sure that you are trying as hard as you can. And you are told it isn't enough, that you aren't trying.
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I was shaking with something. That's why it's wonky. I couldn't even look at it, or afford to cast it till the other year. I made two, one has an engraving on it, for the person who said I wasn't trying, because this is taking the line out of the sand. I have to assume we were all trying, we were all getting it wrong, but it's a fucking gold medal, we all win because we're here and not there.
But I don't see them, and it's only brass.
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