A Prompt Response: Naked
Another piece found between the cushions in the way back machine, this one featured in a few lit nights around the SF East Bay. I ordered an electric razor this morning, so this feels appropriate.
The Naked Truth
I showed up to the zombie apocalypse with hairy legs. But first, I gave birth to my son.
In the delivery room, in those precious 30 seconds between peak contractions, in that quiet space of concentrated breathing and focused preparation, I heard my unborn child’s great-grandmother declare, in a strong voice that carried clear across the ho…
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