drug addict
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Voices on Addiction: There Were Also Girls, Women
I always thought I was too smart to be one of those girls.
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Voices on Addiction: The Opposite of Hallelujah
When I imagine his days, the loneliness of it all makes my chest tighten.
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Voices on Addiction: Fault Lines
After, they said I was like a saint. Death changes people’s memory.
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ENOUGH: A Bonfire of Blossoms, A Pile of Ash
A Rumpus series of work by women and non-binary writers that engages with rape culture, sexual assault, and domestic violence.
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Voices on Addiction: Dead Eyes and Bob Barker Crocs
Broken people are drawn to other broken people. Comparing scars. Laying belly to belly. Two similar pieces of different puzzles.
