My dad wants buried in Carhartt overalls. "Leave a clawhammer in the pocket.” He pats his jeans. “If you’re wrong, I’ll dig my way out.”
When I was in high school, Mom picked me up from school two hours early for being gay.
Narratively
At the neurologist’s office, I ran to the bathroom and pretended to have a seizure.
Mom had a habit of referring to everyone, even her own children, as sons of bitches