I knew the phrases with which her mind taunted her over the years. “Your body is not worthy of beautiful clothing.” “You will only be beautiful when there is less of you.” “What will people think?”
Unlocking Those Baptist Hips
I’d never seen people dance in real life. Dancing was a forbidden activity that I had been told would lead to pregnancy. I stood in a corner, nervously clutching a bag of Corn Bugles.
Confronting my own racism
The instant I saw them, I recoiled. In anger I thought, “Why are they here? Have they come to gloat over our dead?”
Protected: Intoxication of Intimacy
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The Great American Tributary
I spent my entire life with a narrow mindset in a very sheltered world. There was a time when I eschewed anything that smacked of political correctness. Fifteen years ago, I wrote that I preferred to be in the kitchen, barefoot, pregnant, and submissive, while my kids dined on hot cross buns and played Cowboys and Indians. That’s my cringey… View Post
Dialogue with a Grown-Up Man
She: We need to talk. He: Uh-oh! What did I do? She: Nothing really. It’s just that we’ve been seeing each other for a while, and if we’re going to continue, there are a couple of little things we should discuss. He: Communication is good! What’s on your mind? She: You know how whenever I text, you always reply in… View Post