None of us, including me, are totally immune from slipping into abject self-pity.  I’ve certainly had my times of Kleenex, Ben & Jerry’s, and late-night calls to tolerant friends.  I even have a bathrobe I reserve for miserable times. It’s gray, fuzzy, oversized, and as warm as a blanket.  It’s about twenty years old, has [...]

Dr. X is pretty in a very clean looking way. Her brown skin glows with a copper tint. She has long, shiny cornrows tied back with a sky blue ribbon, perfect teeth, and slender, feminine hands. My mottled genes roil as I sit on the other side of her desk. I [...]