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When I let go of what I am I become what I might be

When I let go of what I am I become what I might be

A mess of hand written pages and bulk mail scattered on the floor of the Floyd Avenue apartment in Richmond, Va. on Sept. 22, 2006.

I was lonely, alone, and overlooking a city that kept me captive for three years.

First published January 31, 2008