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My Dark Ages Thirteen. I came home with cuts on my hands and blood on my ear and neck. I didn’t cry until I was inside the house. “Why...

An Open Letter to a Cliché Dear “An Apple a Day Keeps the Doctor Away,” I find you problematic. People say you when they hear me cough,...

Elegies We’re watching a musical while they expel Jillian from school. The theater is set in a small room that looks more like a woodshed...