Tag: childhood

life

the way i was raised

women did everything…that’s why i’m so seemingly independent. the toilet overflows–i know how to plunge, turn off water, use a mop if need be, etc. a mouse enters–i shriek momentarily, i clear away all paper from the floor, i look for drops, etc grass grows–i get out the mower, check gas levels, fill if need […]

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