September 2011
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My name is thick and short, just enough to stand without bite. one-syllable. I am not the jessicacaitlynamandashley of my classmates. One syllable slick like the fish we caught. I just liked the sound – no water in Arizona, when we moved and I heard that running water I fell in love. If you were a boy I would have named you Moss. My dad would have named me Dylan after Bob. But I was not a boy – I...