I was born, Mom says, dollhouse-
ready, pre-Barbie hair a field
of curls, the early bird that
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Contemporary
1 min
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I was born, Mom says, dollhouse-
ready, pre-Barbie hair a field
of curls, the early bird that
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Peekaboo tiptoed towards the stray cat preening itself in the abandoned house.
His older brother, Shriekaboo, rolled his eyes. "Why are you creeping?" he asked. "The cat can't hear you."
"He's
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Sarah feels bricked up, even though she's riding her bike. She feels caged, because of where she's riding her bike: to a coffee shop to meet an ex she's not sure she wants to meet. He called her to ... [+]