She/Me

by Anne Riesenberg

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Anne Riesenberg

Anne Riesenberg is an acupuncturist and meditation instructor in Portland, Maine. She is currently finishing an MFA in Creative Writing at Lesley University. Her first published essay appeared in Monkeybicycle in January 2015.

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