Turning Tica

I’ve been collecting.

When I was six, it was a stash of Polly Pockets in an untidy pile in my closet. Fast forward to 13, it was CDs out of my father’s collection of classics in the garage. High School it was lipstick and notebooks (there was something about the fresh paper — the possibility! — and the school aisle that made my heart palpitate).

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