Tag: short fiction chapter

“Mariposas” — ( a chapter from my memoir “whitegirrrl” )

You are lying on the beach at Butterfly at thirteen, waiting for your best friend to arrive.  She’s late and you are alone in your new turquoise bikini.  You walked all the way to the beach instead of hitchhiking like the two of you usually do. There have been three occurrences this summer. The first […]