Good Men

I open my top drawer and fumble under my socks and bras until I feel the folded notebook paper. The edges are worn down and smudged, but it is the only piece of paper hidden away, so I know it is the list. As I unfold the decade-old page, I feel secretive and young, looking…

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Knit Together

We were young when Sarah and I first met. I was 15, boy crazy and attempting to emulate my life from the movie Clueless.

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Suitcases and Shelves

I’m fairly certain I would make a lousy world-traveler.

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