Nobody Argued with Grandma
May 5, 2014Memoir by Morgan Baker
She told me to never go anywhere without a book, a bathing suit, and a sweater.
She told me to never go anywhere without a book, a bathing suit, and a sweater.
It was winter when the small wedding happened. Everyone was no taller than six inches.
We share the same blood line, we share our Vietnamese culture, and our misplaced community is our own.
I ache a little bit when a new game doesn’t show narrative ambition.
What’s so cool about Grandma is that she’s the only one who knows I’m bisexual.
Maybe feeling for a minute that I was a prize—so obviously devoted and still sort of pretty, even.
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