The kind you’re born with, the kind you choose, the kind that teach Catholic school
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Emily Rapp’s work has appeared in the Clackamas Literary Review, StoryQuarterly, and the Texas Observer. She is currently a writing fellow at the Fine Arts Work Center in Provincetown, Massachusetts. Her essay in this issue is adapted from her memoir Poster Child, which is forthcoming from Random House in summer 2006.
A thick canopy of smells — car exhaust, rotting vegetables, melting tar — hung in the sweltering midafternoon air. As I stepped onto a narrow side street to escape the noise and crowds, my left leg buckled beneath me, and I fell down in a puddle of motor oil in front of a sidewalk stand.