Lethargy
Perla Suez
2000
I dream that I’m standing in the doorway of my house, and I hear shouts, but I don’t want to go in. I’m eleven years old, and my hair is braided down my back.
A man asks me in the language of my grandparents, “Do you know why you’re here?” And when I tell him I don’t know, the man says I’m there because I killed my brother.
I blink, and then I see…
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