Month: April 2017

Crashing the Wave

Sam’s arm was blown off by an IED last month so he uses his teeth to open our beers. It’s my second, his fourth. He doesn’t ask if I want another, just reaches into his case and passes one over. He lines up the bottle caps in front of the log we’re leaning against, pushes them down until they’re flush with the sand. “Lisa hasn’t called me yet,” he says. “You were going to talk to her.” Sam and my sister met in their late-teens. I was a gangly bookworm, uncomfortable with my life, my body, my brain. They...

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Ghost Story

We have a new maid who told me one day that she had seen me walk into a room early in the morning only to disappear once she had opened the door. This is highly impossible as I sleep through the day and wake in the afternoon. The maid thinks it may be a ghost who looks like me whereas I believe it is my own ghost, though I do not tell her this. I am twenty four this year, too old to believe in ghosts and too young to have one of my own. The maid asks that...

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Scar

He has a scar above his right lip. “Someone kissed me too hard,” he says, then smiles, and I watch the scar stretch across his bone-white teeth. This is on our first date. On the second he leans toward me as I sit gripping the steering wheel of my mom’s car, and whispers in my ear, “Actually, that was a lie, my older brother stabbed me with a fork when I was a baby, said he wanted to see what it was like to make me bleed.” His breath is hot and smells like onions. He settles back into...

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Period

I’m stoned when I get to the aisle with the pregnancy tests, but I’m looking for tampons. This morning I bled all over my boyfriend’s expensive white sheets, watched it pool in the creases where our bodies slept. I pulled the top sheet taut and the splotches made wings. “Don’t you use a calendar for this?” he asked. “Yeah. It came early,” I said. When I was in high school, my health teacher reveled in showing our class gory birthing videos. He sat behind his wooden desk with his legs stretched out, chuckling. “Look at this, boys. Look.” He...

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