Girl V Woman -

A person, finally whole.

Clara drove home. She changed out of the pencil skirt into worn flannel pajamas. She made boxed macaroni and cheese—the neon orange kind the girl loved—and ate it sitting on the floor of her living room, the woman’s beige sofa behind her. Then she opened her laptop and, for the first time in months, wrote a poem. It was clumsy. It was honest. It was neither grown-up nor childish. girl v woman

Clara closed her eyes. And then she pumped. A person, finally whole

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A person, finally whole.

Clara drove home. She changed out of the pencil skirt into worn flannel pajamas. She made boxed macaroni and cheese—the neon orange kind the girl loved—and ate it sitting on the floor of her living room, the woman’s beige sofa behind her. Then she opened her laptop and, for the first time in months, wrote a poem. It was clumsy. It was honest. It was neither grown-up nor childish.

Clara closed her eyes. And then she pumped.

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