“Sexy Results” was my go-to walking anthem. If I was a baseball player, this would have been my entrance song.
Who will remember me when I am gone? Will my stories exist beyond my life? And what about the things we already forgot?
Being good at working hard felt like a tired routine. Being polite was starting to grate.
Because it’s still more acceptable for white women than it is for women of color to show anger, I scream-sing along to Courtney Love’s rage.