Tag: writing
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a tale of two titties
my mom took me bra shopping after my first period. the white satin-esque training bra set atop my developing breasts like an ill fitting hat. to 11-year-old me, my chest looked fleshy, but it fell short in needing a bra for support. but an aspiration that young girl and i still share is that i…
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i don’t want a birthday cake
My birthday has always been eclipsed by an American past time: the Super Bowl. In 1993, four days before I was born, the Dallas Cowboys and the Buffalo Bills were facing off. In my mind, my dad will always be characterized by his delicious cooking, his enthusiasm for sports, and beer. My dad and I…
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monday: take me outside, sit in the green garden
The late Oliver Sacks said this about gardens: “All of us have had the experience of wandering through a lush garden or a timeless desert, walking by a river or an ocean, or climbing a mountain and finding ourselves simultaneously calmed and reinvigorated, engaged in mind, refreshed in body and spirit.” That’s how I feel.…
