Section O Oren is a big man, a fisherman with women tattooed up and down his arms. He is captain of the M42 and doesn’t trust his boatswain, though the boatswain is his own father. His father is a notorious gambler, like your true love, and maybe this is why you’re so...
Section E The youngest one is knocking on your bedroom door. She wants something to eat. You hear one of the other girls shouting that she can make her own food, what’s the big deal? But still the little one persists. Please, Mama, she says, a lisp in her s. You make...
Section I There he is in the kitchen, the man Oren pressing your most beautiful daughter against the counter. You can see her face reflected in the window, a mixture of you and your true love, and what breaks your heart the most is how much you miss that man, her...
Section M The neighbors are asleep, but their living room lights are still on. Some of them have even left their curtains open and you can see the miniature ships on the mantle, their masts and sails. You can see the tiny Leviathans threatening to capsize them, and...
Subsection 1 First, a teenage love that didn’t last your first trimester. The loss of him was hard, but common. No one was surprised when he got in his buddy’s Toyota Corolla and crossed state lines, not even you, and after he left, you erased him from the story you...
Section P Oh, my girl. So it has come to this. You and I both know what will come from such a decision. Your girls will grow up detesting you, you who would not protect them from your own foolish decisions, and because of this, they will become you, choosing for...
