Sometimes my daughter and I become wolves, just the way we were when she was born.
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A Come to Jesus Moment in the Gynecologist’s Office by Frederica Morgan Davis
Did so many women come in with babies growing inside them that Jesus acknowledged that plural? Or was it just a nice Southern thing? Like the French “vous,” used in singular formal to show respect to elders?
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Two Flash Fiction Pieces by Rita Feinstein
He looks at me so suddenly that I return to my body in pins and needles. For a moment there, I’d forgotten I exist.
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