Learning to be enough for myself.
“My husband left me.” I blurted it out to the teenage cashier. I was in the check-out lane at the grocery store. Last week, I did the same thing to the poor lady at the car rental desk. That same week I said it twice to the vet tech giving my dog an annual exam.…
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i can feel the breaking i can hear it can you? we used to hum the mechanics of a machine with parts not made to work together, but determined to do so. a low-frequency, heavy hum but now, do you hear it? breaking. a million tiny bones breaking one by one crackling. crickling. snapping i…
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One Woman 