Kayla Sargeson: In this place
At 7:30 am the sun’s already hot on my bare back. East Carson’s nearly empty. I want to say “my East Carson,” but I’ve learned not to claim what’s not … Continue reading
January 30, 2017 · Leave a comment
Kayla Sargeson: Keeping my Dick in My Pants
I’m inside the Atwood Street Mini Mart, staring at the selection of fudge pops in the cooler when a guy walks up, bends down to my ear says “I live … Continue reading
January 10, 2017 · Leave a comment
Kayla Sargeson: Frying Pierogies on a Monday Night
How many women have stood like me, in their underwear, flipping potato-filled dough in a frying pan, a man on the brain? I’d never admit to liking the sizzle, the … Continue reading
December 12, 2016 · Leave a comment
