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10
Jul
2016
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High Noon @ the Holiday Inn, Omaha

High Noon @ the Holiday Inn, Omaha by Shoshauna Shy On sale for a song in the dancewear department leotards in prim pastels with matching color-plated snaps at the crotch designed for gliding through aquamarine ponds or for executing delicate jetes     Not   for plunging feet first ...
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9
Jul
2016
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The Smell of Hai Karate

The Smell of Hai Karate by Amy Pence You remain faithful to the dream of the father, unmarred by age, disease, or reality.  In your imagination, the door folds open, a chandelier will drop—it’s Mystery Date, but with fathers. You didn’t know how deep it went, how deep...
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9
Jul
2016
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To Dana

To Dana by Ellaraine Lockie Whose Deathbed Wish Was for a Friend to Dispose of Her Vibrator Before the Family Found It I’ve never forgotten that first time at fifteen with my father’s vibrator A muscle massage machine that resembled an electric rock polisher Back...
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9
Jul
2016
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Health Care

Health Care by Akua Lezli Hope and i suppose i should be grateful to be cared for, to be looked at in New York Hospital with my mother at 12 and black and female and was it all right to have two different nipples: one...
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9
Jul
2016
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Falling Off One’s Bedroom Slippers

Falling Off One’s Bedroom Slippers by Elizabyth Hiscox The glamour hammer of The Fifties is in full swing, as are the post-world-war-two what the bejeezus you can do that with your tongue? cocktail parties and the post-world-war-two what the bejeezus you can do that with your wife? complications alongside acres...
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9
Jul
2016
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What It Takes

What It Takes by Amy Dupcak Tenth grade:  Wake up and eat Special K without milk. Listen to “November Rain” on cassette while putting on your uniform: skirt, stockings, blouse, sweater. Scrutinize your stomach in the mirror. Tweeze eyebrows, apply Urban Decay shadow, sweep hair into a ponytail,...
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9
Jul
2016
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Excision

Excision by Ann Cefola When Barbie had her hysterectomy, Ken had no idea what it was. Unaware she’d been bleeding for years. Her Anne-Francis face wide open on the OR table. Drill the doctor had to use to cut through polyvinyl chloride.  Oh cousin Francie...
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9
Jul
2016
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The Day I Stopped Being Adorable

The Day I Stopped Being Adorable by Terri Carrion I stuff my cheeks with soft, buttered Cuban bread, sip Tang and ask my mother about my dimples. I’m seven and curious, but mainly fed up with strange gringas pinching my face and shrieking, “Oh, how adorable!”  Particularly Mrs. Hobbs, who...
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9
Jul
2016
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Sex Ed

by Catherine Arra Sex Ed.  I find out on the fifth-grade playground sprint over the hill connecting our backyards and announce “I know all about sex, how it happens!” Beverly is blank, then lights up “Really? How?” “You know the guy’s thing,” I say with...
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