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"I never met another not-possum-thing like me before. Not counting my sibling. My sibling is a Bianca, she/her, now. Takes calcium supplements instead of crunching tiny birdy bones. Says I should try it sometime."


This story is special to me because it refuses to be just one thing. It is harsh, yet tender. It's dark and also hopeful. It's about both belonging and rejection.

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