‘Nice Dress, Sissy Boy’

When I was little I spent a lot of time with my cousins. We’d whittle away our summer afternoons under the watchful eye of grandmother; trailing sand and damp, sea-stained towels in and out of her home. By the time she’d finished cleaning up after our first invasion, we’d return again demanding to be fed, … Continue reading ‘Nice Dress, Sissy Boy’

HTRE – Part 1: The Collapse of Mental Stability Never Felt so Funny.

You know when you’re walking along, enjoying the sun, and you see a little bee buzz by before it delicately lands on a flourishing flower and you think, ‘yeah, little buddy. That’s exactly where you’re meant to be!’ Well, that’s how God feels when He sees me crying in the bathroom of Taco La Bamba. … Continue reading HTRE – Part 1: The Collapse of Mental Stability Never Felt so Funny.