Tag: The Southern Review

“It’s surprisingly easy to accept. After decades of trying to decide for yourself, reading the books, studying the philosophies, listening to the podcasts, worry-ing all your grad school friends with your weird existential phone calls. Are you happy? Am I happy? What is happy?“

Crammed in a bathroom with both daughters, one foot on the bathtub ledge, Macy couldn’t stop thinking about Pilar. Shocked at Macy’s medieval notions of virginity, Pilar had helped her put in her first tampon. It hadn’t hurt. Pilar knew just where it should go.