How to Raise a Woman.
The way her smile falls reminds of how her hair hits her shoulders. It’s easy and natural, and it meets me with the same curly bounce. Her eyes twinkle, and I wink at her—something...
The way her smile falls reminds of how her hair hits her shoulders. It’s easy and natural, and it meets me with the same curly bounce. Her eyes twinkle, and I wink at her—something...
Author’s note: This was written and published to honor National Eating Disorders Awareness Week. I wet my hands in the bathroom sink. Her hair drips in fluid spirals as soon as I lightly pat...