Tag: #infertility
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7. Books & Blood
Henry owns a bookstore in my hometown. It is beautiful inside. Books and records and art await your senses. In my twenties, I would linger in the quieter aisles, brushing the spines of books with my fingers and glancing at pages while we tested each other’s boundaries, waiting for Henry to close the store. Then…
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6. Cliff-Diving
Where to go next. How honest to be. When I stare at my face in a mirror, it seems stiff. Frozen where it is usually at ease. It’s been six months of controlling the message. Keep it silent. Keep it secret. Until finally, I let every word spill from my lips. Adam is stone and…