only trollops shave above the knee {new book alert}

There are many things I can’t do.

I can't cartwheel or even pull off a donkey kick. (I have never been aware of where my body ends and the earth begins. Grass and dirt hurt when you thud down into it. I am graceless, floppy and unsure. I am also afraid of hurting myself, deep into my 30s, with bones and ligaments and muscles that are a little tight and frayed, and a lot old.)

I can't change a tire.

I can't throw away the last bite, even if I'm filled to the gills.

I can't Q-tip my ears without coughing.

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