The High Cost of Milk
Virginia, 1967.
Mama sends me into the 7-11
to buy milk. “That all?”
asks the smiling clerk. Nodding
toward the Black man behind
him, I say, “I believe he was first.”
The clerk jerks his head around,
then back, “I don’t see anyone.”
My gaze drops–to the white
counter–change. I leave
with tainted milk.
Spiraling into Control
by Alarie Tennille
Table of Contents
The Inside Story
First Sight
Daddy Would Know
Dollhouse
Wild Alice
Natural Order
Vermeer at Home
Since Jeanne d’Arc
Second Grade
Daily Work
Cavalier Manor
Daddy Hits a Policeman
August Afternoon
A Question of Weather
Tomato Invasion
Bringing Home the Bacon
Letters from Home
Habit
Sisters
Clutter
Pushcart Nominations
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