An excerpt from my advanced writing class this semester. Hydrangeas The flowerbox attached to the shingled front wall is always meticulously manicured, and the hedges are always trimmed in a neat row. Hydrangeas frame the front porch, a burst of blue. Two striped awnings, now bleached from years in the sun, flutter in the breeze … More Hydrangeas
You never forget the first time you get called ‘fat’. For me, it was in 9th grade, as I was walking across the street to softball practice. I remember the two boys in my grade who had hurled ‘fat-ass’ at me and then proceeded to laugh like my shocked face was the punchline to their … More Talkin body…confidence!