Tag: fiction
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THE OTHER PLACE
I can’t decide if it’s real -this place I visit in my mind- a parallel universe or only real imagined copy-pasted pieces from every magazine I’ve ever skimmed, the hundreds of storied books I’ve read once or twice about women and what their lives could or should be like. This place I’ve created (that lives contentedly…
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january 19th
i’m reading again. books. sixty-four last year. sixty-eight the year before that. i like tracking things. it helps remind me that i’m here. that i do exist in some real & tangible way. or, in case i have to prove my existence to someone else again someday, i can march right down to the local…