Tag: hybrid

• Short Story

  

  Loitering by Sherry Shahan

  I am four-years-old. Sitting on the edge of the porcelain tub while my mother paints on her cat-eyes.  It is not enough to watch her in the reflection of the tri-fold mirror. I want her to face me, to feel her arms around me, to squeeze me until bedtime. Instead,…

  August 20, 2021