A True Freak Cannot Be

They Thought To Use And Shame Me But I Win Out By Nature, Because A True Freak Cannot Be Made. A True Freak Must Be Born.

What I Think Happens, And That You Have To Acknowledge Though, Is That A Director Uses A Book As A Launching Pad For His Own Work And That's Always Very Flattering.

Beside Mama, In My Own Folding Chair, With My Feet Sticking Out In Front Of Me, I Thought About My Own Innards. Just A Few Months Before I'd Had No Idea Whether My Reproductive Equipment Worked. There Was No Evidence. But That Week I Had Become A Full-fledged Bleeder And Was Still Absorbed By This First Change In Myself That I Had Ever Noticed. The Click And Buzz Of My Synapses Kept Making The Same Connection. If You Can Change, You Can Also End. Death Had Always Been A Theory To Me. Now I Knew. The Terror Hurt Good And I Nursed It And Played It Like A Loose Tooth.

I Get Glimpses Of The Horror Of Normalcy. Each Of These Innocents On The Street Is Engulfed By A Terror Of Their Own Ordinariness. They Would Do Anything To Be Unique.

Asked Why They Wanted To Fight, The Young Women Said They Enjoyed It, Just As Some Men And Boys Do.