Month: February 2011

You say lonely, I say scary.

I was on the L red line train when a disheveled looking man sat down across from me. I could feel him staring at me, but I didn’t want to look up and make eye contact so I kept my eyes on my newspaper. He held up a dirty, folded piece of paper and tried … Continued

Gender policing like its 1995.

About 3:25 after school one day my friend calls me up so that I can come over and work on homework with her. So I grab my backpack and walk out the door and start walking over. My road goes up to the top of a hill then splits off to right which was where … Continued