Peace and Pride from the Nitty-Gritty Writer’s own “Rubyfruit Jungle”

In 1977 I fell in love. I was 14. Typical childhood right of passage. Except I am a societally defined woman, and so is she. I remember thinking that I wanted to marry her. Hell, I would have even done the dishes for her. (Those of you who have read Rubyfruit Jungle will likely get … Continue reading Peace and Pride from the Nitty-Gritty Writer’s own “Rubyfruit Jungle”