THE F WORD When I was in the second or third grade, I discovered that some words were naughtier than others. I was standing in line with the other students, a skill that was not at all transferable into my adult life (so don’t invest too much time figuring it out, kids), when one of... Continue Reading →
Teeny Tiny Chronicles, Chapter 3: Fired
FIRED When I was a little girl, I told my mother that I was terminating our parent-child contract and would soon be looking for a replacement mother. “You’re not my mom anymore,” I said. She was furious, but I remained steadfast in my decision. I would be looking for alternative mothers in the near future.... Continue Reading →
