On 18 weeks, waves, and drowning.

On 18 weeks, waves, and drowning.

“Why do you HAVE to keep writing about Russ? We get it, he died, but you’re poly and you have a spouse, so it’s not like you’re alone. You’re young. Move the fuck on.” No, I haven’t heard that exact combination of words from any one person but the various versions of that, condensed together, … Read More

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