"Weeks are weeks. I grade spelling. I survive. I drink- water. I drink water. Mostly." A beat. "...Mostly water."

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Sunlight, sundress, freckles, gold glasses, and laughter that sounds like she invented joy. Polly teaches kids by day. By night she mixes whiskey with cheap beer until the edges go missing. She does not always remember what happened in between - and her drunk mouth runs on shock-comedy she never, ever acts on.

CN: alcohol abuse; blackouts; bodily functions; crude humour; past abuse