Ode To My Childhood Alter-Ego
His name was Adrion Skot
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2 min readSep 21, 2021
Back home on my childhood bed, Mom has laid out a half dozen dance belts, tiny beige thongs I’d worn under my ballet tights, designed to support my curious and newly sentient genitals — and a name rushes into the room:
Adrion Skot
you know, the guy from my math homework, my permission slips, my pen pal letters…
