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|a Matthews, Sebastian,
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|a Beyond Repair :
|b Living in a Fractured State /
|c Sebastian Matthews.
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|a Pasadena :
|b Red Hen Press,
|c 2020.
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|a Baltimore, Md. :
|b Project MUSE,
|c 2022
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|c ©2020.
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|a 1 online resource (152 pages).
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|a Cover -- Title -- Copyright -- Dedication -- Contents -- Rounding the Curve -- White Men in Trucks -- Determined -- Useless -- At the Waterpark -- AWOL -- Odd Jobs -- Blind Spot -- A Problem -- Selma -- "Crippled" -- Her Hair -- The Flags of River Road -- Gospel -- Need Work -- Across the Tracks -- Livin' Large at Snapper Jack's -- Pizza -- Invisible -- Falafel 5K -- Untouchable -- Blue -- Team Player -- Neighborly -- Dining Out -- War v. Peace -- Patience -- Close -- Gentrified -- Not a Joke -- Foul Intake -- Improvise -- Ricochet -- Jewish -- Pro Desk -- Headlines -- Respect Yourself
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|a Blue Nude -- For Lady V, Who Says She Doesn't See Her Face in Any of My Collages -- Walking Lubbock -- Poet -- Boxes -- High Line -- Welcome -- Notes from Vegas Strip -- Manager -- Wild -- X Marks the Spot -- King -- No Trespassing -- Car & Driver -- Game On -- White Dad Shoes -- Stuck in Stowe -- Fence -- Line -- Drift -- Code -- Heart of Sol Legare -- Field -- Flood -- Lightness -- In Deep -- Want That! -- Regional -- Exhibit A -- Quarter -- Zombieland -- Festival -- Merging -- Shooter -- Acknowledgments -- Biographical Note
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|a "In 2011, my family was in a major car accident. We were hit head-on by a man in the throes of a heart attack. It took three years to recover from our injuries, and a couple more to deal with the aftereffects of trauma. When I finally returned to the world-as father and husband, friend and brother, writer and citizen-it became clear that our society was in its own traumatized state-reeling from the string of police shootings of unarmed African Americans, stunned by yet one more mass shooting. The people around me were displaying all the signs of PTSD-jumpiness, irritability, numbness-and, concordantly, my interactions out in daily life were becoming more dysfunctional, at times downright hostile. Us against them. Red vs. blue. Black vs. white. Rich vs. poor. That we were living in a progressive town inside a conservative county in the Mountain South only made things more volatile. I decided that if we were all living in a fractured society no longer recognizable, then it was up to me to re-engage in it. I would enter into encounters with people as conscious as possible of the potential divides and misunderstandings between us. I started with my neighborhood and town, then moved out into the counties around us, then traveled further out into the country. My goal: to connect"--
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