delightful fruits

Source Text:  Grant, Mira. Parasite. New York: Orbit, 2014. Digital, p433 & 497.

Source Text:  Grant, Mira. Parasite. New York: Orbit, 2014. Digital, p329.

Source Text:  Grant, Mira. Parasite. New York: Orbit, 2014. Digital, p202.

Source Text:  Grant, Mira. Parasite. New York: Orbit, 2014. Digital, p492.

Source Text:  Grant, Mira. Parasite. Orbit: New York, 2014. Digital, p196.

Source Text:  Grant, Mira. Parasite. New York: Orbit, 2014. Digital, p120.

I thought this was what happened to all mothers as their sons grew up. / a human might be light / mass / a wide variety of dangers / Everyone was meant to forget / Eventually, we do

I want I want I want / I want to be a part of this / I closed my eyes / and waited / and before I knew it / I was learning all the time. 

I was calm / I shot a man / a pity, the blood on the glass. / I was not scared. / Still, I felt / a thin coil of exhaustion / winding through my chest.

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You remember the door open / feeling like you didn’t have any option but to survive it / I said “Don’t worry, / I'll be right behind you.” 

I have other lives to brighten / far away from the ocean. 

I know I said I wasn’t scared. / I lied.

She came to me / terrified she called for me / me, like I know suddenly / like I’ve ever known.

I didn’t know where to begin. / I wanted to be obedient / I was the one who asked for hurt / because it would mean I’d been honest. / Look at me / Don’t you like it / I’m not dangerous / I can’t help the way things are.

Grief / was a wild girl.

Source Text:  Grant, Mira. Parasite. New York: Orbit, 2014. Print, p215.

Understand: / silence stretched like a thin wire / you have to go / maps will get you lost. 

Taking a cue from twilightbice, who is doing the most beautiful work this month: 

I finally was brightly lit. / I remember those dreams. 

Source Text:  Grant, Mira. Parasite. New York: Orbit, 2014. Print, p181.