Real Monsters

I used to believe that monsters lived under my bed. They loved scaring me in the dark. “That’s where they stay,” Society told me. “Where they belong.” But Society also ordered me to keep my stomach flat so people would like me. Short hair was for men. Lesbian. I couldn’t drive. I couldn’t lift anything … Continue reading Real Monsters

Best college professor

When I was a child, I was on top of the world in the writing field. I was the only writer I knew. I edited my own work, which turned out to be me rewriting everything I already wrote. No one could beat me. My friends and family all smiled at my written work. They … Continue reading Best college professor