My Mother was Ashamed to be Poor. I am Not.

My last thing, On Top of Slag Mountain, started out as a status update on Facebook. I wanted to write something small as well as I could without overthinking it. One line I did rework several times was when I mentioned the other kids at the mall buying whatever they wanted while my shoes were being held together by duct tape. Originally the line was while my family was too poor for me to do likewise. Then it was…