Outside the Radar by dancing_in_the_nude
My name isn’t important, it’s something ethnic, something foreign. Something filled with delicate L’s and rolling R’s, it suits me. I am brown like cinnamon, warm and passionate, and I blend in well in my warm and passionate neighborhood. The streets here aren’t too well cared for, and... Find Out More
Crazy Baby Shelley
by Lara Candland
There's this baby called Shelley. She crawls around with a big grin on her face and three crazy ponytails on her head. I've never seen a crawling baby with enough hair for three ponytails, but Shelley's got them. Shelley sits in her high chair and spreads bright yellow goop around from her mac... Find Out More
A Mother's Fate
My mother was a teenage mother, as was her mother and so on. Perhaps this is why my mother could never quite believe that my passages into womanhood had truly happened. In accepting my maturation, she would have to accept her own. So, it was much easier for her to ignore it. For instance, when I began... Find Out More
Ten Ways to Have Fun for Under $2: Advice from Under the Edge by Wendy Dutton
Why should Dad and Grandma get all the glory? Just because you're poor doesn't mean you can't spoil your kids....
1. The Rosebud Bath: Steal roses from your neighbors yard and sprinkle them in the tub. If roses are unavailable, any pretty... Find Out More
What a Baby Is by Judy
Getting knocked up at seventeen was not an accident.
I wanted a baby. I was well aware that the unprotected sex I was having with my boyfriend could result in pregnancy, and this was part of the reason I did it. I wanted to have a baby.
My mother died when I was thirteen. I had lost an... Find Out More