Human Parts
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Human Parts

Learning to Embrace My Turkey Neck

One day I’ll be identifiable only by my neck skin, flapping freely in the wind

WWhen I look into a mirror, I see my grandmothers staring back at me. Let me be clear: I see their faces. I see their wrinkles. I see their turkey necks.

This has nothing to do with their inner strength. They were both strong, capable women who worked…

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Amber Fraley

Blogging about mental illness, narcissistic abuse & survival, feminism, politics. Essayist, journalist, novelist, wife, mom, Kansan, repro rights activist.