Yesterday
My body was all salt
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WIT TEA
Two Tragicomic Sonnets: Special Delivery & Blaze Pizza Receipt
Vegan Cheese, Classic Dough (Vegan), Arugula
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All seven
He was so easy. I despised him for it.
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The Widening Gyre
I can’t stop thinking about who is silenced and who is doing the silencing, about who is and isn’t heard.
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Gentleness is Something New I Can Afford
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My mother’s death had punctured some hole in me that drained all my confidence and joy. Everything felt wrong, so I did nothing, backing out of meetings with producers, retreating from every door success opened.
