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The Stings Our Hearts Get

You might have been my first, leaving me humiliated, wondering what I’d done wrong, how I could’ve been better for you. I realized later, when I heard she ate sticks of butter and cut herself for attention, that sometimes the … Continue reading

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She sits down at the bottom of the pool and stares up through the clear waves, the sunlight dappling down through goldgreen willow leaves. This is a memory of childhood. This moment will never come again. She stares up — … Continue reading

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