Academic journal article Women's Studies Quarterly

Bedtime Flashes for My Wife

Academic journal article Women's Studies Quarterly

Bedtime Flashes for My Wife

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Unhatched

Once she came across an egg and the egg was in the green of a field and she saw no mama in sight. She took the egg into her arms, into her house, and waited for it to crack. She tapped on it. Knocked it down by accident and the shell broke and the egg remained. She cussed it till her throat went sore, threatened to eat it whole. Promised.

The Veiled House

The web is washed and primed. They will paint it violet and the whores are at Denny's deciding between sweet or savory and when ghosts arrive at your door, begging for treats, you welcome them into your veil. Let them smell your hair, the shampoo that makes you coconut and the citric quench of an iced greyhound. The widow hammocks you with her tresses, putting all your tricks to sleep.

Her Heart, Her Horse

She gave up her mustang for the carousel. …

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