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Soldier School
The cold of the gun cannon digs into my cheek and my helmet is fastened too tight so I can hardly open my mouth, but these are details of the individual and no longer matter. I cannot be me right now, not for this dance. There is here no I.
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Lifting Tupperware Lids
I see the maple-walnut cookies I ate last night, stretching across my ribs in a layer of fat which then pools in the pouch of my lower abdomen, collecting in the hips that swell over the band of the underwear that I bought during a time when I was thinner.
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Why I must be suspicious of men
By all means, hit on strangers, but here are three things to be mindful of as you do so.
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Classroom
Monkeys don’t speak English and the hairy little creatures with their tough young muscles swing around in their chairs, throwing excrement-coloured things and shrieking laughter.
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I am a good person
I’m a good person. This week I downloaded an app where I can press a button and feed a hungry child.
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You and your mind maps
You and your mind maps, your arrows connecting colour-coded post-it notes on the kitchen floor letting you know what direction you’re going in so you can tell me through logical historical progression. Religion is bad.
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Part 1: A Proposal
Here is my proposal: sex before marriage is okay. Yes, even as a Christian.
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