She holds her thumbs inside each fist to hide the scabby nubs. The moist environment of her hands squeezed tight hosts the spread of the tiny warts that bubble tentatively alongside her nail bed and lower lip. Her hands always seem to be in need of a wash; dirt and paint hide wherever they can …
Tag: insecurity
You Know That Feeling??
You know that feeling you're in a group waiting for your turn to speak and as that time gets closer - you go into a vacuum where you can feel your heartbeat and the blood rushing through your body? Yes? Good. Remember that feeling. When I was in school, I always felt I didn't “get“ …
Jolie Laide
When I was fifteen, I hosted a French exchange student in my home for a week. Dmitri looked just like the drawings of Jean-Claude in my Tricolore text book with his wavy long hair and hawkish nose. I was crushing hard despite his matchy-matchy pastel sweatsuits that looked like baby onesies. Toward the end of …
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