Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
I wanted to keep playing Kick the Can, but the other girls said they were too hot, and it was getting too dark, and they were tired from running and didn’t want to be surprised like that anymore. We were sweating. So were the boys. It was an almost-summer Sunday Read more
No. Do you want to hear in it Spanish? No. My clothes mi ropa My words mis palabras My lips mis labios And my looks y mis aspectos does not mean you can touch, grab, pull me like a desirable toy at a playground. To take my body and treat Read more
When my mother died, the vast weather of anger surrounding her like a force of nature dissolved and disappeared as if overnight. The change was astonishing. My father had his difficulties, but a constant display of anger was not one of them. In the old days, I might have gone Read more
Rosemary’s Babies Co. is a non-profit organization founded in 2013 in Cincinnati, Ohio, by Rosemary Oglesby-Henry with the specific purpose of helping teen parents navigate the treacherous and often frightening world of teen parenthood. Armed with the mantra of being able to help change the life trajectory of young parents Read more
“Mommy, there’s a shooter,” my daughter whispers through the phone. I’m dumbfounded. I recently took a class at work about active shooters and what to do if you run into one. I try to remember what I learned. “Hide,” I say. “Get down and be quiet.” I can tell she’s Read more
at 19 Wearing a red sundress, walking out of Grand Central into the heavy air of August, my reflection on so many glossy windows, doors, walls. Walking through millions of myself, each one flashing past. And on the sidewalk, so many male eyes—a gaze that seems it should feel better Read more
“Gossiping and lying go hand in hand.” Proverb I have always lived by the philosophy that if someone has a problem with me, then they should tell me. Not tell everyone else. Unfortunately, all humans do have their flaws, and more often than not, they end up telling everyone else Read more
I am the oldest of three children. My brother Danny is a year younger than me, and we grew up, mostly, as tight comrades. We were a moderately happy family of evenly numbered four. I love even numbers. When I turn up the television volume, it must be by an Read more