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Out of the Woods

The 8 Bus

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Summertime is beautiful because the sun shines and the sun is objectively my favorite star. A mile walk to the bus stop because I didn’t have a car and it was just a bit too far, the traffic a bit too heavy, my bicycle just a bit too unsteady to get to the Walmart on Sundays before work any other way. I used to map it out, texting the bus stop phone number praying I wouldn’t be late.




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Aasha Anna

Aasha Anna

Divorced, biracial woman in my early 20’s. Editor for Out of the Woods. I write about my faith, trauma, and racism, among other things.

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