Some nights, after sex, a woman doesn’t feel radiant. She doesn’t feel claimed or cherished. She feels like something sacred
My mother never spoke to me about intimacy with a man. As a teenager, I was ceremoniously handed a book
Some nights, after sex, a woman doesn’t feel radiant. She doesn’t feel claimed or cherished. She feels like something sacred
My mother never spoke to me about intimacy with a man. As a teenager, I was ceremoniously handed a book
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