relationships
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Wild, Salty Body of Water
Sometimes, thick clouds roll in like doubts, and the god-like giants are obscured to the point where I almost swear they never existed. Other days, there’s no questioning their presence.
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Preservation
I remember my husband, when I asked once why things couldn’t be easy, the way they used to be, saying, bitterly and through clenched teeth, “It was never easy.”
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Eating in Purgatory
I always say the last time was the last time, and I always mean it, but I’m scared I’ll relapse again.
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The Sunday Rumpus Essay: My Dream of Androgyny
As Ty batted his eyelashes at me, a neon sign flashed male-female, female-male. The duality was intoxicating.
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The Pool
You want to scream but keep your chin lifted. Pretend nothing has happened. You’re good at this. Marriage has that effect.
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Frigid
My first gynecologist tells me that my vagina is on the smaller side of the normal range. I use this as a justification for why, at eighteen, I still can’t get a tampon in more than a quarter of an…
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(K)ink: Writing While Deviant: Carina Finn
BDSM, like writing, can be so self-serious. By letting go of my formal commitment to both, I found ways to release my expectations, and as a result, let them back into my life in healthier and more fulfilling ways.
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This Week in Short Fiction
Valentine’s Day, the annual celebration of romance, named after a martyred saint who doesn’t have anything to do with love, is almost here. In recognition of the holiday, The Cut is providing a refreshing counterpoint to the flowers-and-chocolates narrative with…
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One Hundred Thousand Miles
No one cares, of course, if you’re still capable at forty-four of being bad, or if you think you’ve got to be bad sometimes just to know you’re alive.


