Fictions
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Fictions

New Life in the Shadow of Old Beliefs

Virginia has a terrible day

Photo by Damir Spanic on Unsplash

September 8, 1942

Dear Tony,

I’m pregnant.

Shit. That won’t do. I can’t just start a letter like that. Dear Private, thanks for your semen. Is that why you joined the navy? Har har.

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Danielle Loewen

Danielle Loewen

she/her | reader | queer feminist | recovering academic | body lover | gamer | poet & fabulist

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