Posted inLit Issue 2019

Getting my hair combed

sat on the floor with my back leaning against mommyā€™s knees while she pulled the comb through my hair. Each time she pulled the comb, she pulled my head back towards her. ā€˜Ouch, it hurtsā€™, I said.Ā  I could tell that she wasnā€™t listening; I could almost feel her thoughts flying backward over both of […]