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I don’t love you anymore. I’ve been working on learning to love myself. My therapist is helping me with this. […]
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How Tiresome
How tiresome, this dying, not at once, you think, but incrementally, as year by year—or, as of late, every few
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When You Are the Brownest White Girl
Someone will call you spic. And you won’t know what to say because you’re a Ferrucci-DiGiorgio from the region of
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Girl Like
A girl like you once sold her period panties on the internet for eighty dollars plus shipping. She quit
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Love Refrains
a ghazal Mom banged her hairbrush down in a reprimand of love. “What an awful question! You don’t understand love.