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Snowflakes with a Conscience

My phone rings at 9:10 a.m. on a Thursday. It’s a dear friend who needs to talk. Problem is, I’m on my way to the doctor because my entire body has broken out in hives. But context is in order, so let’s back up. The week went...

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Pussy, Power, and Postage

I typically buy postage stamps that say or advocate “love.” It’s my small way of sending love out into the world with each piece of mail, even if it’s a bill. Recently I was standing in line at the post office to buy a sheet of...

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The Ugly Image in the Trump Mirror

It wasn’t until I hung up the phone with the nice woman at the senior citizens’ center that I realized what I had just agreed to do. This was last Friday. I was pitching the idea of teaching creative writing to her 50 or 60...

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I Want to Hit That

It’s a slow day at the office. I watch the 23-year-old Italian intern out of the corner of my eye, trying like mad to focus on my computer screen. He is a hottie. But he is almost 20 years my junior. Does that really matter? I...

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