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Margot Singer gave up a career in management consulting to become a writer and a mom. Her work has appeared in Shenandoah and the North American Review, and she recently received a 2006 NEA fellowship for prose. She lives in Granville, Ohio.
For eleven weeks I threw up in the late afternoons. I shivered and broke out in sweats, grew bloated and round in the cheeks. My breasts felt tender. My tongue swam in my mouth. I ate grapefruit and soft-boiled eggs, loosened my waistband, fell asleep on the floor under my desk.
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