Non-Fiction

Girly

April 14, 2005 • 0
In middle school, I wore my hair nearly to my shoulders, parted down the center. Older women couldn’t resist stroking my curls, but most people found my appearance baffling. I became accustomed to answering the question, always with a twinge of adolescent indignation, “Are you a boy or a girl?” When I decided to visit »