The Language of What Happened to Us
“We knew things were wrong then,” she says, “but we didn’t know how, or why.”
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Smoke Screen
I am an oracle who, while dispensing answers to all those who seek them, cannot predict my own future.
If You Let Me Tell You a Story
Stories need concrete details to help you understand, don’t they?
The Algorithm of Love
The life I had doesn’t flash like I see in movies. The life I want is what stares ahead.
A Part of Me
Now my not wanting men to be front and center in my life capitalized sperm into a rare commodity. Empowered reproduction is largely a myth.
The Abattoir
This is what my mother doesn’t want me to see: the death rattle in a forbidden room. This is what she doesn’t want me to know: how one life is sacrificed for another to live.
Inheritance
I married a man who is related to me. I started dating him when I was seventeen and of course, my mother immediately liked him. He grew up in my parents’ hometown.
On Birds, Cats, and Children
My devotion to the cats was not an imitation of human motherhood. To confuse the two, I thought, was an insult to both.