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⚠Trigger Warning; the following poem contains subject matter pertaining to self-harm⚠
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I can't remember whether or not I was getting my eyebrows waxed or
my vagina waxed that day, just that the esthetician noticed the scars peeking out from beneath the hem of my shorts. "What are those from?" she asked me. "Oh," came my reply, "They're just from a long time ago."--
A line I had rehearsed
in anticipation of moments like this.
Despite the brutal awkwardness
of the conversation, I've gotta say she really is great
at waxing eyebrows (and vaginas).
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