i go to the swing and spend three hours there, thinking. i'm delirious with fever, I barely touch the grass. gliding with the legs of a lapwing, a sweet hairless pussy. thinking about that jealousy, about that burning i feel when mum touches a man. about the unbearable burning when i hear her moan like she's about to wet herself, and me waiting for her in doorways, hopping over pipes, singing songs backwards.
from Feebleminded by Ariana Harwicz (Charco Press, 2019), originally published in Spanish as La Débil Mental.

















