Exits by Bryanna Licciardi
Mother is standing by waiting, apron-tied her hair pinned in curls some already falling I’m pushed against his swollen ribs that crack, splinter, my palms wet with soft acid, bone ripped aside…
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Bryanna Licciardi
Writing by Bryanna Licciardi published in Dual Coast Magazine. 1 piece from the archive, free to read.
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