Second Person


By Laurence Raphael Brothers

You hate second-person narration, can’t stand it really. So when you start reading a story and find that you have been addressed by the author and coerced into some stance, some belief, some identity that you do not possess in your own being, you become infuriated and never read past the first paragraph.

But if you hadn’t put down the book or closed the tab in disgust, if you’d just kept reading, perhaps you’d have found that the author had empowered you. Perhaps even given you the gift of apotheosis, of absolute freedom.

If only you’d read the whole thing.

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