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An ordinary moment. An unexpected memory. And an old story dragged out by the ankles.
From waxing vaginas to waxing poetic: Musings and missives from a recovering ‘everything’.
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An ordinary moment. An unexpected memory. And an old story dragged out by the ankles.

With Brown Sugar and Cinnamon Crumble

An ordinary moment. An unexpected memory. And an old story dragged out by the ankles.

With Old-Fashion Oat Crumble

An ordinary moment. An unexpected memory. And an old story dragged out by the ankles.

With Peanut and Oat Crumble

An ordinary moment. An unexpected memory. And an old story dragged out by the ankles.

With Little Jelly Middles

On sacred territory and cultivating in the dark

On fear, permission slips, and the hostage negotiation in aisle five