1969
i just turned 8. this was my favorite dress. i was a pretty happy kid here. i was full of wonder that only exists before the world begins to show how truly ugly it can be.
by next christmas, the whole world would turn upside down.
this was before i found out there was no santa claus. before i broke my teeth. before the pregnancy that turned my mother into a screaming lunatic and brought my little brother. before the rape that was so clear, but now seems like fog with details.
