What Nobody Told Me About Abortion
I’ve been letting pineapples rot lately. I buy them firm and green, dense with optimism that this week will be different. I imagine bright-eyed mornings and parfaits eaten at my desk while I tap out cheerful emails. Instead, I shuffle pajama-clad to the kitchen at odd hours to eat handfuls of cereal, or maybe a banana if I find one. There I see my pinea…
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19 hours ago · 141 likes · 13 comments · Romy
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