“I Don’t Want To Be Married,” I Whispered.

In the mornings, I avoided the thought, when I woke on the warm side of a bed and later, as the dog scratched at the door. Breakfast, he begged. God damn – take a breath Juno, we moaned back, our faces pressed into pillows. The familiarity of our life – I wanted to preserve. To... Continue Reading →

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