Play a Day: Medicine
A woman lays on a chaise lounge, drinking tea. An unopened pill bottle sits on a nearby counter.
The stories we tell matter.
A woman lays on a chaise lounge, drinking tea. An unopened pill bottle sits on a nearby counter.
This is a piece I wrote in August of 2013. “It’s my BIRTH-day!” was all I could think, lying there in the (thankfully) cotton open-front robe waiting for the male gynecologist to come in for my exam. As a queer… Read moreSummer’s End