“Pest Control” and “Dissociative Amnesia” by Kristin Ryan

Pest Control I. There are always roaches in the corners of my mind. I’m in the kitchen washing cups at the sink and time skips. Skips as in: I’m six and splinters are in my back. Skips again: roaches crawl over me. Skips again: the sink is overflowing and soap suds run down my arm. This happens more and more. When I walk down the hallway to the bedroom, in the shower, the nights where I’m brave enough to be touched. My husband’s hands are always gentle, they always will be. I know this like I know windows can be … Continue reading “Pest Control” and “Dissociative Amnesia” by Kristin Ryan