My Frenemy, The Super Plus Tampon by Valerie Nies

Like a girl from high school with whom one shares an eating disorder and a zip code, we bonded out of necessity. Vanilla cheerleader transformed into wavy redhead. In only 1.5 hours. My period, prompt like a junior league tea time ritual. Dense scones soaking up pools of clotted cream. Chumming around, codependent. You only […]