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Artificio y Engaño
i. un autoretrato you try to make yourself unbendable, try to peel away the spotted fingers that roam you as though you are wax, but you were never born a virgin bride. when you kneel to scrub your body, the hair…
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Woman of Clay
“She believed she was molded from clay. The same clay that made the fish in the canal and the flowers in the grass.”
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Web of Memory
“The words rest between us, I hope, like a rope of reconciliation. She never takes hold, however. The line severs.”
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The Soiled Soles of Her Shoes
“When I read about her suffering, I was delighted by her decay. I was thrilled by her unfolding; I liked pulling at her seams and watching her unravel. I confess. I liked watching her rot away.”
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Pecan Pie Latte
Students review Sakrid Coffee Roaster’s curious Pecan Pie Latte: Delectable or disgusting?