Never Have I Ever

beneath him—Kaye, baby, please. You wonder if he’ll say it that way when you eventually leave.
The half you’ve left behind is tucked in shadow: gray, muted pink where your intestines show through. The oversized shirt you’re wearing hides the worst of the guts that hang from your torso as you glide into the sticky night air. You suck in a deep

s okay, anak. You have a voice. You have hands. You have your life. You don’t have to fight anymore. You just have to open your eyes, and see.”

I want my future children to be safe.”

“We’re trying to do the right

. I think. If I was strong and old I would stop it.”
“How?”

“Let’s not fight. None of us are wrong. We’re not wrong.”

“I know that! Stupid girl!”

I don’t know. I would definitely do something.

I would like to know the answer too.”

o you want to die?