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Hotbed

I slouch next to the pool in my bathing suit. It shows off my spider body. My straps fall as I hunch over my knitting, or crochet small flat clothes for my troll children.

from Long Day, Counting Tomorrow

Even if I were an advice giver, I don’t think I’d tell anyone "Begin writing a diary the way I did: You start it on the day you are going to die."

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JUN 2004

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