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Dear Kitty #10
Dear Kitty, For a moment I couldn’t write. My inability to write was really a side effect of self-doubt, which was the result of me allegedly forgetting the meaning of the phrase ‘rest on one’s laurels’. All I could think about was how stupid I was for forgetting the meaning of the phrase. I asked…
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Dear, Kitty #4
Dear, Kitty I used to write in the shower. Literally. While droplets trickled from the tips of my strands of hair to the dip in my back, my breasts, and my tummy. I used to write on the train, walking down the street, and while I held conversations with people. I know. That last one…
Dear, Kitty 