Personal Blog Est. April 2024
On Strange, Poor, Ambitious White Women
“The woman came out into the waiting room of the editor’s office with a tight, thin lipped smile, with her eyes distantly cast onto the ground before turning to the editor, who had followed her out and cheerfully shook her hand before abruptly turning back and letting the door slam, as if to remind everyone
Slinking Down 34th in a Pink Mini Skirt
“She always looked people in the eye, not to be confident or polite and not to heed the memory of her mother telling her to be aware of her surroundings. She peered into people’s faces to be singularly aware of herself. In another’s gaze was where she wanted to be. The gaze is preferably, almost
