A powerful statement.
The run-on form of this piece is part of the compounding of impressions. When I first looked at it, I set up some vagues prejudice against prose-form work, but you have more than enough ability to overcome that nonsense. I was soon immersed in the compelling universe you created.
About form: it appears that the line endings are not always yours, but rather are set up by the software and screensize. That effect does not seem to create a problem with the effect, but in one screen size I tried, it put "me" on a line by itself, giving it a great deal of perhaps undesired emphasis. Perhaps it would be more prudent when you use long lines to make no line endings, but let the whole thing run together where it will. You know, the difference between verse and prose is this: whereas a verse writer might want to kill a typesetter over a line break, a prose writer could care less.
There is one aspect of this piece that does puzzle me: it is the shift to the prospector metaphor. While the metaphor is very intriguing and effective in its own right, it does not seem to be related to the previous section of the piece except to imply that the narrator went to the reunion looking for something material to bring back. I think the implication you want is that she went there looking for love , respect, understanding. The metaphor does not contribute to that idea.
Still, I like it. I look forward to seeing more of your work, and discovering what you think of mine. I believe your opinion will be enlightening
If you want to find something fascinating to write about, look at the details of your own life.
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