Soppho

Last month, Y Chrome’s family expanded their business and they’ve been getting a lot of press for it. W., who gets every paper on this side of the Mississippi, brought me one I hadn’t seen yet, and we were reading it together.
Me: Oh my god. His aunt actually says,“We need to sell this stuff, sugar.” [...]

A couple of week ago, I took a vacation to my home state of Connecticut and took Y Chromosome with me. It was one of a handful of journeys in his life to the strange and foreign lands above the Mason-Dixon line, and his first venture involving the state in which the CT wasn’t just [...]

My guyfriend B. and I sitting alone in the movie theater on a quiet Sunday afternoon, two minutes before showtime. Two women walk in.
“Wow, this place is so popular today,” one of them says, as they take seats a couple of rows ahead of us.
“I know it. I was beginning to think we were going [...]

Me: Are you there W? It’s me, Margaret.
W: Did your period start?
Me: I’M TRYING TO GROW MY BOOBS.
W: Is there something you wanted, Margaret?
Me: BO—
W: OTHER THAN BOOBS?
Me: Well there was, but now nothing else seems as important.

For the first 21 years of my life I lived in Connecticut. This, I suppose, makes me a Northerner, though I never would have thought to refer to myself that way until I moved to Virginia to attend graduate school four years ago. Really, even later than that. I went to school in a liberal [...]