Tag Archives: Meggie Royer

Title IX

The night we slept together in the way older men would call it sleeping together, not really sleeping or even being together but rather being held down, there were mothers on the other side of the world who slept with … Continue reading

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Post-Partum

Somewhere, a woman drowned three babies as my mother lost her fourth. If arithmetic works as it should, the ground understands what it’s like to be opened in a way it wasn’t originally meant for. Some horses turn wild because … Continue reading

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Silo

In one town, an apricot held in the mouth of a rabbit like a swollen tongue. In another, a pear clasped between the fins of a fish. The pit of a cherry nestled in the eye socket of a crow. … Continue reading

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The Walking Dead

That November an augur could have told us by the way the birds flew how the blood would have twisted in your brain, how the light would have upended itself through your cortex like a stake. They flew south, that … Continue reading

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