- Vol. 04
- Chapter 06
Jackalope-Girl Decides No Children
The women would smile their condescending smiles, say trite things like You’ll see as if after marriage, I’d change my mind, suddenly desire a swollen belly, distended womb, a litter of monsters sucking my chest. What would be next? An apron. A fainting couch. Powdered formula mixed with Jack Daniels warm on a nurse’s wrist. A generation of half-breed girls, jaws aching, cheeks scorched with shame when their classmates ask about their whiskers, their antlers. I said no and I mean it. A husband, a garden, a job. If those women keep waiting, I’ll be here. Earthly. Skeletal in the high exposure of aftermath, the landscape around me trying to make up for what’s lost.