My Name Was Baby Witchcraft It’s the height of WWII

It’s the height of WWII

the towering Victorian sits in disrepair

Unable to resist the call of destiny due to a magical yellow cord that appears from his chest and pulls him inexorably to any sea creatures he swims by

it feels warm and right

My Name Was Baby Witchcraft It’s the height of WWIIBy: Chris M. Arnone From a rising intersex activist in the Midwest, a candid memoir about growing up different and an inspiring story of self discovery and self acceptance. When Chris Arnone was born in Independence, Missouri, nobody could tell what sex he was. For the first few days of his life, until a chromosome test confirmed he was a boy, his parents called him Baby. From this first, literal coming out, it was clear he was different. His life was