He calls me a bitch before he grabs his drink and thunders back into the belly of the bar. Instantly, a fever rises up in me hot like shame. I should have just been…
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I save it for my future husband until I don’t. I can’t stop the wanting, but I’ve given up on the finding. I compromise. It seems that this mystery man I’ve been promised since…
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I couldn’t see it for a long time. The truth lay tucked away, behind the multitude of lies erected long ago for man’s own sense of control. Sunday after Sunday, I’d sit in church deeply…
