They both stopped swinging. The sheer, terrifying asymmetry of it hung between them. He got wet dreams. She got blood. He got a deeper voice. She got cramps. The world felt wildly, unfairly designed.
Maya’s mom, on the other hand, had left a book on her pillow. It was called What's Happening to My Body? and had a drawing of a girl with flowers in her hair. A bookmark was placed on the chapter about "Your First Period." Under the bookmark, her mom had written in neat cursive: I was scared too. But you are not alone. We can talk. Whenever you're ready. Puberty Sexual Education For Boys And Girls 1991l
Leo scribbled the word semen in the margin of his notebook, then immediately drew a thick, black box over it. They both stopped swinging