Husayn Carnegie – Red bAnts/b and Father « The Minetta Review

I planned to be a tiger. Eleven feet nine inches. Each day I hung from the rusted water pipe, shoulders popped and tendons stretched, trying to get longer. I licked bants/b straight off the tarmac, building a taste for blood. …

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