February 2010
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Sweet maiden of intellect, you are smart enough to know we are not BFFs because I made your computer print an assignment which you fretted would land you a zero without the work. We have not talked about boys or our dreams nor have we had the important first fight that congeals all real friendships. I will accept your bubbly zeal, though.
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Come, Snow, bury me so deep in your womb that I don’t ever feel compelled to find a way out. Numb me so thoroughly that my taste for numb disappears, that my burning lungs stop begging for more. Fill me so completely that regret and loss and hope all fall out of my stomach never to return. Harden my heart and take my tongue with a clean break Force me to give up air for water, land for sea....
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Two Filipino women use broken politeness to request access to my office. The same smile that flashes each time we pass is on display, shielding unfamiliarity. I oblige as every new guest should.