An unlikely journey of marriage, faith, and doubt in the Jaliscan highlands.
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An Open Letter to the Girl I Pretended To Have a Crush On in Eighth Grade
A writer recalls being 14 and in the closet in 1995: “I had never been more proud of myself. I decided to notice you so no one would notice me, and now I was not only assumed straight, but assumed worthy of conversation. I just had to keep broadcasting straightness loud enough to drown out […]
