My Stars Are On A Different Orbit

As i stood on the porch, sweaty and miserable, I let the tears roll down my face as they wished. And something dark and small felt like it was beginning to grow deep inside me.

Hair Washing. Or Not.

Example of a girl who needs a “mom.” Reina has beautiful dark brown hair. Long and silky. And then, for some reason I never figured out, she stopped washing it. I wanted to ask her if she needed something. Shampoo? Before I got the chance, the school counselor told me there was something going on […]

Not Normal

I am not normal and never have I been. I tried throughout high school and just managed to play on the cusp of the social “elites,” but I had better friends on my own. At least until 1971. I don’t know that these people will ever know what an impact they made on my life, […]