1975. Something bad is going to happen. Something sad. A couple of months ago, before school let out, I found out I was pregnant. I don’t know what to do. I’m sixteen, just finishing sophomore year. I know I don’t … Continue reading Unsolicited Abortion

The day I realized I was pregnant, I was volunteering in the library of our son’s elementary school. As I shelved books and chatted with the librarian, my face flushed, my breasts ached, and I just knew that what I’d … Continue reading An Adult Decision

I was in San Francisco, land of brown hills, old Victorian houses, and the TransAmerica Building.  I was a transplant from Boston and worked as a barista at a cafe.  I was young, I was inexperienced – hell, I was … Continue reading Some Small Peace