I was 13? 14? I don’t remember, although it was only a few years ago. I was either a freshman in high school, or an eighth grader. I’m a senior in high school now, and looking back, my memories from then seem shrouded and indistinct with time. I was going to a concert at the [...]
I’m suspicious of people that won’t let me email them the job. That insist on meeting, face to face. That insist. I’m suspicious of people that insist He took the folder from me and motioned for me to sit, which I did, which I welcomed, after that long walk up Columbus Avenue, after writing and [...]
The first thing the doctor said when I was born wasn’t “it’s a perfect baby girl” or anything similar to that. It was “Oh no, her hand…” I was born with a malformation of my left hand, which pretty much means I have no fingers, the beginning of knuckles and little nubby things. I was [...]