Road 2 Elsewhere, Excerpt #40*: Underfoot. Undersized. Underachieving. And so, to Paris.

How general disparagement prepared me for the next big phase of my life. WRITTEN AND ILLUSTRATED BY PETER MOORE

MY PRIVILEGE WAS SUBSTANTIAL. But it’s not as if my childhood was an extended spree. 

My three older brothers frequently pointed out what a puny dope I was. It hurt to hear that, especially because I was puny and dopey. 

One brother pioneered the practice of “keeping a bruise going” on my right thigh; he would always knuckle me in the same place, ensuring…