A CULTURE OF COMPARISON
I was seated in the darkened auditorium. The pink lights flickered and settled on the sequined costumes of the anxious dancers. A dozen long, thin shadows were cast upon the stage floor. I marveled at the optical phenomenon. No, I was not indulging in my high school physics teacher’s boring lecture on introductory optics: the […]
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MISSING PERIODS: THE LITERAL AND SYMBOLIC RED FLAGS
A bit of monthly bloating? A tight squeeze into my jeans? FANTASTIC. I GOT MY PERIOD TODAY. I’ve likely lost a third of readers by now – the conservative segment who still believe that such a matter is private and must only be discussed, when necessary, between mother and daughter, or patient and doctor. Perhaps […]
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