I went to another gynecologist just to calm myself down. When she saw my ultrasound, she turned off the screen and whispered, “Who has been touching you from the inside?”
…a tiny black thread. It curled inside the silver liquid like a dead worm. I knew that thread. Sylvia tied one around my wrist every morning. For protection. For blessings. …
I went to another gynecologist just to calm myself down. When she saw my ultrasound, she turned off the screen and whispered, “Who has been touching you from the inside?” Read More