fragments of time

1 In the cell, where we get our drinking water and brush our teeth, we wash our clothes, running the soap bar over the heavy fabric, and ringing away what we can. We hang the clothes over our bunks, letting the stale air strain the last of the days food.

Published by Nova Mom

Cerin H. Willard's stories and essays have appeared in Copper Nickel, TriQuarterly, DIAGRAM, Creative Nonfiction, CutBank, Puerto del Sol, and elsewhere. A native of Southwest Texas, she earned a PhD from the University of North Texas and is an assistant professor of creative writing and literature at the University of Texas at San Antonio.

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