zig zag

"Up is down and black is white and right is left and you’re not straight. Colors are brighter, somehow. Something about it makes you want to throw up. Who was the first girl you loved? Kat? Harriet the Spy? Yourself? You see every body for the first time. Girls and almond cake. Girls in the 7-11. Girls sitting across from you in English class. What are hands? You’d never had hands before, now they sweat and can’t settle down. Where had you been all your life? Who are you now? Who are you?"