The kind you’re born with, the kind you choose, the kind that teach Catholic school
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Anne Dooley lives in Washington, D.C., where she recently completed work on a novel.
In the spring, during long twilit evenings lengthening slowly into night, we watch our mothers change. The pink on the filters of their cigarettes matches the pink on their rounded fingernails. We think somehow this color signals s-e-x, but we don’t understand, and it makes us want to hate them.