It’s not my fault. It’s not like I had time to study, or even do any homework. It’s not like I wanted to fail seven …
Pictures of an Unrelenting Relationship by Martina Dominique Dansereau
Picture this: the two of us at a dinner table again and I, falling back into my role as ‘victim.’ Fingers curl in my lap …
Daily Routine by Martina Dominique Dansereau
Suicide lives with me. She sleeps in the same room, kicks her laundry under my desk, and leaves her dirty dishes beside my bed for …
Bus Ride by Amanda Talbot
It was I who survived and you who died. You sat across from me, Daddy, with your shades low for protection. The bus clumped on …
Man of the House by Lydia Suffield
The boy died when he was walking home across the estate he’d walked across a hundred times before. It was a blade, a mistake, an …
Love Story by Amelia Lopez
I made you perfect And I loved you like a Father You became imperfect And I loved you even harder . . .
Bully by Caroline Lincoln Catlin
your father was an important man. always out on business. big suits. black briefcase. first class. he sent you to boarding school with the rest …
The Tooth Makers’ Daughter Is Apprenticed by Katherine Fallon
Father taught me that teeth bloom like flowers, spiraling outward from a tight bud. Or like a lady’s skirt mid-dance. But he showed me with …
Mirrored Skirts by Katy Gale
The skirt sways just below my knees. It is old and ragged and carries a scent that reminds me of father — safe and familiar. …