An Excerpt of Sundays

I did not see my grandmother between her stroke and her death.  She was a proud woman; I was a cowardly girl.  I realize that men outnumbered women in the room. I watched my body leaning away thinking isn’t PTSD a funny thing.  He says his name is ‘chad molester’ and I bite my tongue…

My Morning Walk Past Planned Parenthood

Every day on my walk to and from work, I pass by Planned Parenthood.  Most days, it is a very quiet street.  Every so often, though, there is a mass of people gathered across from Planned Parenthood. Most of them kneel. Some of them are nuns, others are dressed pretty similarly to me.  Most of them…

Constructing History

A present concerning past things A present concerning present things A present concerning future things events that draw on memory undertaking the act of remembering essential details here descriptive maps mental maps describing the borders Arguably, here the witnesses tend to be influence by the needs of the present rape of women maltreatment of youth…

Iron

bites her tongue tastes iron not everyone can smell blood someone told her she is proud she can she tastes it “bite your tongue” for unwanted words cut off your tongue for secret words spit out the blood it fills your mouth runs down your throat Can she still taste it? tongue removed and barred…