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He used to come up behind me, tell me I’d make some man a fine wife. Didn’t know the kind of man I wanted, if I wanted a man at…

Between Dreaming

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I lie. I lay awake with a fig in my belly. I am hungry still for the lies we tell each other. Sweet fruit. I lie with whispers into your…