December 2010
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I'm thinking that artistic differences should be a...
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Today when I was putting on my socks I remembered...
I was pulling the cotton over my feet and saw that the skin was peeling.
Gross.
And I remembered how for the first few months of our relationship he would never take his socks off. It was the same time of year. It was also cold and dry out then. Later he would confess to an odd case of peeling. It is not Athlete’s Foot, he assured me. (He wasn’t an athlete, after all). This is why...