One Shot to Freedom

Sing that title to the tune of Brownstone’s “5 Miles to Empty.”

First dose of Pfizer, done.

And thanks to the literal army of men in uniform behaving as if the vaccination site is a 1940s USO. Having a barrel-chested man in uniform casually drop that he likes my hair and “has biracial children” truly made getting stuck in the arm with a long needle less awful.

Remind me to dress up for my next dose.

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a girl named rob

I used to be "skinny black girl." I'm now a slender woman on the other side of 35 with no new moniker who is not quite interested in writing under her given name. Still writing my life, a day (or some months) at a time. Also, still black.

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