She's pregnant again and naked on the couch, a white leather couch they
had bought together when things were easier. He left, hours ago. He's
bowling, or drinking, or in another motel room. She lies on her back,
flattened cushions exhaling beneath her. She cups her belly with her
hands, a tummy visor, and watches the ceiling fan whir to life.
Sally rushes in, followed by Bailey.
"Why are you naked?"
"I'm just resting, I'm tired."
"In this," she says, "you are correct."
Bailey, the youngest, tucks her hair behind her hair. Sally shakes
plastic flower petals loose from a zip-lock bag. Oversized and brightly
colored: red, purple, orange and blue. Sally applies the flower heads,
all purple, across her mother's stomach. Bailey follows. A stream of
orange flowers beneath her mother's breasts. Red flowers line her leg.
"Pretty," says Bailey.
Jeff Landon is the author of EMILY AVENUE and TRUCK DANCE.
Detail of photo on main page courtesy
of Thomas Hawk.
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