If you cut my leg and peel away the muscle, there’s a family living inside

“Hey, are you up?”

“Hey, are you up?”

"Bekya." This is my call. It echoes through the streets.

"Bekya." This is my call. It echoes through the streets.

I know that I am going to die.

I know that I am going to die.

In the mornings, we watch the wagons come in a procession, rolling down the streets in one thin line.

In the mornings, we watch the wagons come in a procession, rolling down the streets in one thin line.

Vermont in the summer is a place I love.

Vermont in the summer is a place I love.

I remember when my parents first told me.

I remember when my parents first told me.

The best plastic surgeons are cultured. They stand at the intersection of art and science and are not, generally, superficial.

The best plastic surgeons are cultured. They stand at the intersection of art and science and are not, generally, superficial.

We never thought the calcification was a problem.

We never thought the calcification was a problem.

The next time Jonathan and I had a playdate I told him what had happened. I was sitting on his bed and he was sitting at his desk when he told me a secret.

The next time Jonathan and I had a playdate I told him what had happened. I was sitting on his bed and he was sitting at his desk when he told me a secret.

If thinking your own thoughts has never brought you love, is it so bad to let another think for you?

If thinking your own thoughts has never brought you love, is it so bad to let another think for you?

Tennis balls were always disgusting. That creep-crawly not-green not-quite-yellow felt that made my teeth grind and my spine twitch, always wet with dog slobber. And it never lost that toxic new car

Tennis balls were always disgusting. That creep-crawly not-green not-quite-yellow felt that made my teeth grind and my spine twitch, always wet with dog slobber. And it never lost that toxic new car

Gail is the name of the person telling this story. She thinks of herself as Gail instead of I.

Gail is the name of the person telling this story. She thinks of herself as Gail instead of I.