On Becoming Eloquent
On I Becoming Eloquent I had to come into a lighter shade of café au lait from my father’s side be designated the boy Mom had to take on all other roles ensure my teeth fell before they grew crooked confirm I passed my courses at the university so I wouldn’t have to become a farmer I had to reject Mom’s dream of me becoming a lawyer and major in English with a minor in Acting Dad has to not faint when he sees me at Trump’s Inauguration wearing my bright black stilettoes