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.
Observations
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.
I would love to not be suspicious of men.
I could make friends with strangers, but welcome to the never-ending spiral of internalised misogyny.
3 reasons Swiss people aren’t getting vaccinated
My hairdresser recently compared the new Swiss COVID restrictions to the Holocaust. So let's talk.
Beekeeper
There was an old man who lived in my village who wore a flannel coat year round, with a faded green cap squashed onto his bald head. He had a thick grey moustache and drove a long-bedded truck.
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