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epitome of incomprehensibility
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I'm wearing a white blouse and skirt to my first day as an elementary school teacher in what looks like the basement of the former Cedar_Christian_Academy. Looking like. I think I look like Lana del Rey in the video for "Summertime Sadness." This makes me confident. But then I look down and see the skirt's (deliberate) tiny holes, part of its curtain-ish pattern. I'm worried the students' parents will think this is too immodest, even though the skirt itself reaches my knees. (Huh, this really is a version of Cedar Christian, where skirts had to be knee-length. Curse that school for distorting my understanding of the word "modest" - when it's actually a virtue, it's usually non-clothes-related.)
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raze
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the dark canopy that's become my go-to winter garment has its hood facing the wrong way. i don't know how this happened. the material has changed from dyed cotton to some sort of brown faux fur. soft to the touch but wrong in every way that counts. i have another hoodie. a replica of the original. its presence in my closet isn't explained. i lay one on top of the other and see how they fit together, protean puzzle pieces with kangaroo pockets and featureless faces. i can't decide which one i want to wear.
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raze
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no longer wanting the warmth i've woven, i peel off one layer after another. five shirts in, i still haven't found a way to strip down to the skin.
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ovenbird
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In a thrift store I try on a corset. A woman helps me pull the laces tight. She pulls tighter and tighter because there is almost nothing left of me. I've been shrinking and it won't be long until I fade from existence entirely.
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251103
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ovenbird
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When I'm done nailing a traditional Ukrainian dance costume to the wall it retains the shape of the body that once wore it.
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ovenbird
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A long white dress covered in lace, given shape by inflatable boning sewn into the seams. If you look at the dress directly it is always white, but if you look at it in a mirror it’s always black.
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260712
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what's it to you?
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