“blacklight” (a chapter from my feminist memoir/novel “whitegirrrl”) short fiction

Mona leads you down into her big sister’s basement hideaway.  Actually it is the garage, and she’s 18, and the walls are painted black.  She has blacklight posters and a lava lamp and pillows all over the floor. This is where you escape your mothers upstairs — three girls sitting around listening to music.  They […]