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To All the Daniels I've Loved Before

For nearly three years of my life, Daniel was the first person who I thought about each morning. Daniel was the last person I thought about each night. When we were together, his was the last name I would utter before I fell asleep: “Good night, Daniel,” I mumbled. When we were apart, his was…

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To Be Loved, I Had to Let Go of My Makeup

“Do you want to get some breakfast?” he asked one morning, his brown eyes sincere and kind. I wasn’t barefaced, but I wasn’t pretty—I had dark circles under my eyes, a smoky eye that looked more like a shiner, and a breakout that I didn’t have time to touch up. I walked my somber death…

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