The Decade She Reclaimed

screech of tires, followed by a blin

with accusations about some film festi

inexplica

scent of cheap coffee and aged tex

lendar on the wall that delivered t

ime of ambition, had been erased,

ture scholarship for him, endlessly pouring my

s screenplays, networking tirelessly on his b

ey, only to resent me when his "art" d

ays complained, "your practi

the memory of a wasted decade,

en so utterly blind

the narrative

no sacrifices, no compromi

and left a single, decisive message on his clutt

nt-just a quiet, resolute