Standing Naked in the World
In my early 20s, my boyfriend, an English major, wrote a poem about me. In its intimacy, it was both beautiful and frightening at the same time. While he read it to me, I remember simultaneously thinking, “OMG, he can…
In my early 20s, my boyfriend, an English major, wrote a poem about me. In its intimacy, it was both beautiful and frightening at the same time. While he read it to me, I remember simultaneously thinking, “OMG, he can…
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