Born into the beautiful bedlam of downtown New York in the eighties, iO Tillett Wright came of age at the intersection of punk, poverty, heroin, and art. This was a world of self-invented characters, glamorous superstars, and strung-out sufferers, ground zero of drag and performance art. Still, no personality was more vibrant and formidable than iOs mothers. Rhonna, a showgirl and young widow, was a mercurial, erratic glamazon. She was iOs fiercest defender and only authority in a world with fe ...