February 22, 2012
Azoic
She began her dictionary project in her final month, composing sentences with the words she’d found: The angiography revealed no angioma. At ataxia she felt her first contraction and ceded control. So many hours later she reclaimed her body to push-relax-push, the opposite of reeling in a fish. On the outpouring rush of fluid: water, blood, piss, more water, out flowed her Moses. But, what is this? A furball coated with vernix and lanugo wails. She wails, too. READ MORE >>
