Masks, Dams, and the River of Evolution

A Late Teenage Tale

Mid-Teen Terry and Dead Mom with Dead Pupper Friend. Old Archives.

Terry looked up from her tea to her mother. They spoke rarely now. “In fact, when have we ever truly spoken,” she thought. “When was the last time I was able to speak honestly to you about my concerns? Not since I was eleven and kissed a boy…well actually, not since I was four and started masturbating. Hell, since when has anyone I know personally been able to…