The Substance is disturbingly ugly, but ultimately makes its point
My mother always hated her gray hair. I'd watch as she separated her white strands from the rest of her dark brown hair, gathering them in her fingers as if to count them. I'd catc…
My mother always hated her gray hair. I'd watch as she separated her white strands from the rest of her dark brown hair, gathering them in her fingers as if to count them. I'd catc…