story: Some of the Lies I Tell My Children
author: Ruth Joffre
year: 2016
where: kitchen table, black tea and Christmas cake, sleeves still wet from cleaning dishes
note: a sleepy Saturday of reading, writing, and walking
a line: “Michael must know I’m pregnant by now—even baby Jean, just one and a half, has noted a slight paunch in my stomach and reached out with her palm, saying pat pat pat, as if giving this fetus a name.”
samantha Neugebauer 