ken and barbie
were my grandparents (yes that was really their names). my grandma had cerebral palsy and even though i’ve seen pictures of her standing up and holding me, all i remember of her is in a wheelchair. my dad lived with my grandparents after my parents divorced until the time my grandparents passed away, so i saw them about every other weekend. to this day he still lives there and the memory...
the first time i noticed a boy,
i was in the 6th grade. a lot of the girls i know tell me stories about boys they had crushes on in the 1st grade. i don’t think i saw boys like that then. perhaps that makes me a late bloomer. i still remember his name. james. i remember he was really quiet, but really sweet. he liked to play basketball. he had smooth chocolate skin and a really beautiful smile. things haven’t...