Transition, Trans-Mission

My TVC-15 (Image courtesy of Sound Station)

It must have been 10th grade, Miss Davis’s Humanities class. I had been smartly composing English essays for lo those many years (three), and was again expecting my A to A- grade, my usual. Only this time, as she handed papers back down our mid-drift rows in the artificially sectioned classroom of no one’s dreams, she kind of frowned at mine. Seconds later I saw why:

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