Daughter
Issue #143
Spring 2020
I always wanted a daughter, which isto say, I wanted a better self, flicked from my marrow—madeflesh. I wanted this bone-of-my-bones to move in the world, exceptionaland unharmed. Not this world. But a world almost exactly unlike it. Samepaved streets...
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