My Body, My Choice

Vinny chats me up as one can do in 8th grade (as boys can do in 8th grade), and says, “Girls look better with their hair down.”   10th grade: Allie tells me over pizza in a torn up, faux leather booth: “People think you’re really pretty.”   “Take the bait,” they whisper. “We areContinue reading “My Body, My Choice”

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