fiction
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Humari Billi Humi Se Meow*
L won’t read this, so I can bitch about her here. She doesn’t even know this blog exists. If she did, she would read with a straight face throughout, careful to not let me know if she liked what she was seeing. That’s why I hate her, because of how much I want her to… Continue reading
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The soft lunch that ended a relationship
Many years had passed. I cannot tell you how many, because I don’t know when it came to the kind of end that allowed years to pass. All I know is that we spoke, we fucked, we fought, and then I did not hear his voice for years. Until one morning, when he woke me… Continue reading
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I’m Sorry Aunt Julia!
Somewhere between 2 and 2:30AM yesterday (which is actually today), I finished a true, soulful reading of Aunt Julia and the Scriptwriter. The book was picked up while I was in a sense of denial (I would choose when my degree ends, and it’s not now) and for some reason, this time (as opposed to… Continue reading
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