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Keep your shoes on.

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I can’t remember it, but I believe it. Mrs. Bonfonti had been trying to convince me to put my shoes back on for several days. Every time I would come into her class, I would be wearing two shoes. But … Continue reading

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Childhood

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    We started a movie last night. As the first scene opened, I turned to Tim and said: Just remember, this is part of my childhood. By which I meant: This may be a stupid movie, but you better either … Continue reading

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childhood (is short)

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When I was a child, I was certain, so certain that although I was growing older, I would never age beyond childhood. That there would be a reset button somewhere (though my thoughts weren’t this sophisticated at the time), but … Continue reading

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The Faeries Are Back

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The faeries are back again. They say they’ve never been gone, but I’m sure that I haven’t seen them for more than five years. On my tenth birthday, I wished that they’d stop pestering me. I closed my eyes as … Continue reading

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“We just saw a GIGANTIC shark eat what looked like a person right in front of our house in fishhoek. Unbelievable.”

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I’m in love. She sits two seats to my left in the next row up. She’s a sophomore, and I’m a junior. Her name is Jasmine. Always on Mondays she comes to math class, her strawberry blond hair a magnificent … Continue reading

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Charlie and I

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Charlie and I met through my sister Abby and her sister Dakota. It was 1987: Kindergarten. Abby came home with a new best friend. They glowed together; inseparable, tiny humans. Who knows how they met? A shared laugh, maybe? A … Continue reading

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My father lives with me. I’m 4 months away from turning 34. He showed up at my door in 2000, and said he and my mother had split up, and could he sleep on my couch that night. He’s mostly … Continue reading