He pushed his way out of me when the moon had risen full over Whiskey Bay and Daddy went out past Henderson to catch gills and perch. With Saucy, it was like somebody shot hot water up my legs and into my vagina. I wanted them to just go ahead and kill me. Tommy went up into my mind, like them tent preachers talking about Jesus coming into them. I carried Saucy high and Tommy low.
Children are that different right from the start.
I m glad you never heard that story. I m sorry I did. I have enough bad memories to inhabit a dead planet. I m sorry, too, for what may seem my extraordinary fragments of thought. Be happy, you will not have to read them anymore .