Memoir
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This is true for many women: making peace with our bodies is the final frontier. Our bodies remain fallow, long after our minds and scholarship have bent towards feminism, or other revelations. We allow the wrong lovers, the wrong stories, to plow into our bodies, repeatedly. Until the day we don’t.
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My car battery dies today, so I call AAA. A tattooed technician in his mid 40s arrives. He is blond, Southern accent thick, and his hands are deeply rutted with grease and the trials of a Battery Service Tech. I will call him Joe. Joe is jovial and helpful. He starts to flirt a little
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Summer greetings! What a long, hot summer it is, indeed. I don’t know about you, but it seems everyone I know is in some sort of transition. Nonetheless, I’ve been up to some exciting things. In case you’ve missed this, I produce a storytelling project called, “A Little Podcast.” The series highlights intersections between personality,
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Dear Single Sisters, Lately, I’ve run into a lot of fabulous, beautiful single women who can’t find someone brave enough to show up for them. I am one of those women, just like you. We are beautiful, growing in our solitude, and looking for someone fearless and strong enough to rock our world. Life gets
Deonna Kelli Sayed 