Essay #12 Outhouse

852 Words How many hours did I sit in an outhouse before we got indoor plumbing the summer I was eight years old? There was always an outhouse standing behind our home, wherever we lived. People try to find the perfect balance between convenience and smell when they are building or choosing the site for Read More …

Essay #11 Another Friday Night

Another Friday night in South St. Louis. It’s 1962. May or September – one of those months before or after the unbearable humidity soaks the days until they bleed through the night. Ronnie and I are three years into our enforced teen marriage, and our two-year-old son is asleep in his room. It’s ten or Read More …

Essay #10 Coming Out for Forty Years

Essay #10 Coming Out for 40 Years                                                784 words On April 3, 2017, forty years will have passed since the day I first called myself a lesbian. I’d had a hunch for several years, had even been part of a menage à trois for several months a few years before, but in Read More …