Butterflies

Growing up in the slims of the Lower East Side of Manhattan,
which my friends have come to call it the LES, I have seen
things that some people don’t see until their early 20s.
Girls that I grew up had guy friends, and now unfortunately,
the guy is gone and they are on welfare raising children.
The path which is life is different for all of us. In a
predominately Spanish neighborhood, the people look at me
with inquisitive eyes, wondering when I will end up on that
path with a child. Yet, th...