December 2009
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To Keep Him Caged
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I. The first time I flew I was seventeen, the same song on repeat: But then this bird just flew away. Maybe the hardest part about traveling alone is not having anyone to meet you when you arrive. Land at the gate, make your way to the Air Tran, then to the subway. Turn the key to enter the door of your empty apartment. How many times have I pretended to call someone to let them know...