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Body Maintenance by Puma Perl

When was your last colonoscopy? the tidy, compact gynecologist inquired, a man so devoid of sexual aura that he can stand fully clothed over your naked spread-eagled body without a hint of inappropriateness. Um, never, I answered as he fondled…

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Cross Purposes by Janine Harrison

“Where are we going?”  Her every morning question.     “Miss Patty’s house today.”     “But I don’t want to go there!  I want to stay home. Hmmp.”     “Put on your socks—please!”      “I can’t do it.  I’m little.”…

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Annie by Fay Robinson

My mother had two sisters she never told me about. When she mentioned her large family, she told me she was one of ten children. I boasted to my friends—ten kids! That was bigger than any family I knew. My…

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Nuts by Liane Kupferberg Carter

This is the story my sister-in-law’s brother Andrew told over dinner: One night he, some friends and a fellow female student at Brown University went to a local bar hangout. The waitress brought them a tray of tortilla chips and…

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I’m Every Woman by Leisl Jurock

I’m having the biggest ego trip in my life. Lucas, at one-and-a-half years old, sees me everywhere. He notices a woman in a magazine ad and squeals, “Mommy!” Same squeal with the woman on the back of the Cheerios box,…

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For the Love of Language by Tina Traster

 – I was at the shoe store the other day and a father said the most refreshing thing to his five-year-old son. “You look like a pimp in those red shoes.” The child didn’t say, “What’s a pimp, Daddy?” But…

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Finally Forty! Part Three, by Alana Ruben Free

It’s quiet.  Really quiet.  My son is at my ex-husband’s place for the week.  The constant outer noise and inner static of an intimate relationship that is now over is gone.  Most efforts at reaching out to build business interests…

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Finally Forty! Part Two, by Alana Ruben Free

Twenty years ago, there was only one reason I coveted turning forty. ONE.  As a hungry student, on the scent of the Shechina (immanent presence of the divine), the esoteric, and the mysterious, I discovered that the rabbis forbid anyone…

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Finally Forty! by Alana Ruben Free

As I began to inch closer to forty, I was stunned to realize that for all my efforts of the last twenty years–working day and night literally through day-dreams and night dreams trying to tear down what was non-essential to…