It took me a while to understand
what this piece was about. It established voice almost immediately for me
however and I was drawn into it. I felt as though someone was confiding in me
as though I was a therapist. It was raw and descriptive; the emotion was real
from the second line.
The
opening line “I don’t think you understand”, sets the whole piece up to be a
mystery. How could anyone understand, he isn’t talking to a fellow comrade who
witnessed as he did, he is talking to a nobody, and how could we ever
understand what he understands? The whole piece felt conversational and casual.
It was easy to feel, without necessarily understanding.
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