Telling the Truth to Daughters
There comes a time when even daughters must give themselves, open mouthed, open bodied to the tongue of a boy, […]
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Insecticide
“Once in the madhouse they came like specks of cinnamon…” —Anne Sexton, from “Angels of the Love Affair” One day
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A Stewardess Smile
>Who does not enjoy the Snow White glisten of a Stewardess smile. Or, to be politically correct a “flight attendant”
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Africa Party
I eye the fish on the table. It looks so dry, so dark, so shriveled that I’m not sure it
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When Girls Called
When I was in grade school and girls called, my mother always managed to pick up the phone first. She
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My Father’s Coat
I’m wearing my father’s coat. He has died. I didn’t like him, But I wear the coat. I’m wearing