This boricua hair.

The more words assigned to an object, the greater the object’s importance. I know more hair-related words, in two languages, than I do words for discussing my finances–a sign that what sits on my head takes up too much head space. I’ve blogged about how being a “good girl with bad hair” is an intrinsic […]

Head case.

The horror was real. My mind raced as fast as my heart, and my panting dried my mouth. I would not survive the two weeks. I needed a Goody slumber hair bonnet, the satiny kind that didn’t frizz my kinkies and kept my hair smooth between washings. I needed the extra-large size, ruffled at the […]