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dr. worm

the respected psychiatrist assumes i’ve always been fat thinks i’m only “like this” ‘cuz i’ve never known the joy of texting men angular collarbone selfies i tell him i used to be thin he licks his lips pen poised takes … Continue reading

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Sneaker Love

1 Anne was 11. It was math class; pre-algebra was unpleasant but she sat next to Henry so it was good. Leaning low over her worksheet, Anne was conscious every moment of the blond boy to her left. She felt the rubber … Continue reading

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