Molting
February 20, 2025
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Photo by Anton Ahlberg on Unsplash by Pamela Painter It is time to tell my husband that I am leaving him. Perched beside him on our sagging couch, I describe the molting of a
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Leaving Her
February 20, 2025
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Photo by Nhu Tran: pexels.com by Pamela Painter You hear it, the damn car perhaps sensing it’s your getaway vehicle announces its plan to break down as the motor drops
The Crumpled Note Left On The Floor Of My Third-Grade Classroom
February 20, 2025
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Photo by Wojtek Pacześ: pexels.com by Pamela Painter Says “I hate hate hate him.” Says “he cals me names and pockes me in the stomac.” Says “he tells me sit
A Poet, Maybe
February 20, 2025
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Photo by Antoine J. on Unsplash by Katie Coleman Nineteen-year-old Olivia steals knowledge from sandstone libraries and sneers at engineering students wearing starched jeans with trainers so new they squeak. In her boyfriend’s
Paradise City
February 20, 2025
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Photo by Christian Lucas on Unsplash by Lisa Thornton Say you had gone to him, that boy across the street from the house you lived in before your parents split up, the one
The Woodcutter’s Second Wife
February 20, 2025
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Photo by K. Mitch Hodge on Unsplash by Mikki Aronoff Your husband’s in a fury—face flaming, offspring missing; he knows you’ve sent them away. When dispatched to bring them back, you carp at