The hand rubbing my back is not soothing me at all. Why are hospital gowns made so that at least one body…
Charissa Townsend writes non-fiction essays and short story fiction reflecting on the experiences of women and people of color. Her goal is to lend a voice to people and situations that don’t always get a receptive audience. She is also a public servant in New York, NY.
The hand rubbing my back is not soothing me at all. Why are hospital gowns made so that at least one body…