It’s 3:39 am on Thursday, November 1st. I cannot sleep. I am haunted. While scrolling through my social media feed earlier tonight, ooh-ing and awe-ing at all the costumed cuteness of my friends’ children, a […]
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On The Day I was Born
I may not remember the day I was born, but I distinctly remember my twelfth birthday. First and foremost, I remember the hot sting of my older brother’s hand across my backside. Twelve smacks. “One […]
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