May 24, 2021 - By Edward Clifford I used to start each day with the same ritual. I would look in the mirror and say my name out loud. "Abigail," I said , letting the sound of my dhort and long a's surround me in the still -dim light. Then I would say "Abbie," the name I used to go by at school, when school was still something you could go to. Then I said "Abs," the name my mom and dad and brother used to call me. —from "Words," Volume 62, Issue 1 (Spring 2021) Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.