maturations
to heal her father, she asks me to brush her hair. she promises that when I’m done she’ll not only show me the scab but also remove it so I can see where her batteries go. the knots in her hair are ungodly. she says to leave them. she says she can get any cat to come inside. masturbation is new to me. I almost announce aloud that I must look often like I am trying to get a pair of scissors to eat snow.

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