Daddy on the Sofa
The soft satellite of my father’s ear falls / toward his shoulder. / His chin floats up from his clavicle.
I Dream of Tiger
At night, Tiger pads into the room while I’m asleep / Tiger in the corner of my dreams / Tiger I can’t get past I have to keep practicing
Rape Card
Nirbhaya is with a male friend, leaving the movie theater in Delhi where they watched Life of Pi together. They take an autorickshaw to a bus stop, where a man gestures from the door of a private white-line bus for them to get on.
Now It Is All About to Happen
At the end of her kindergarten year, we received a letter from my daughter’s school. She had missed enough days from illness that there were concerns about promoting her to first grade.
Trigger Finger
If you’re ready, it might help to tell you what I remember.
The Wish
When Mama Icylda came to Beryl Hampton in the form of a river mumma, he thought with a pang that his time had come.
The Hunter
On this evening, she wonders again if he will return.
Michiko’s Waltz
I knew about people touching me without asking long before the dry lipped, gap-toothed lizard man swooped around the corner of Coalman and Edgewater in a blue El Camino, all chrome and shine.
Fire Dance
Celia stood at the patio door, staring at the pink haze beyond the ridge. Her white cotton nightgown billowed with the cool air from the floor register and she sipped from a tumbler of iced tea, the glass slippery with condensation.
For the Bounty Provided Us
My mom is shouting something. Her voice is big and hoarse and really annoying. I hunch my shoulders till they almost touch my ears.
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