Pelt
by Theodora Bishop
By the time they drove into the forest, it was near-morning, and the little girl knew she must have been sleeping for some time....
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By the time they drove into the forest, it was near-morning, and the little girl knew she must have been sleeping for some time....
READ MOREIn this basin still filled with rainwater, a flock of geese skims my brown face, haloed in an oil slick rainbow....
READ MOREWe are brought into proximity only by holiday or by tragedy, my family....
READ MOREI remember that night like a painting of an off-kilter world...
READ MOREMari Mejia’s pet gerbil Loca lived for six months before dying in its sleep...
READ MOREEvery afternoon, it’s the same/womb of inattention....
READ MOREFor a while, I lived in a tiny, hell-hot border town in between Arizona and New Mexico. This was the summer everyone worried about me....
READ MOREIn my heart, I know a corona lays/itself a wreath around the muscle...
READ MOREThere will be no indictment There will be no indictment There will be no indictment....
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