“I Fire My Gun” in Slate.com July 18, 2025


One mistake, I tell myself as I gnaw the inside of my cheek, one tiny moment of inattention, and I could die. My husband could die. The random guy in the bay next to me who’s wearing a faded Star Wars T-shirt with Chewbacca on the front could die.

“Once, my father showed me an arrowhead,” coming in October in the amazing new edited collection, We Are Nature Defending Itself!

“When I was a young child, before my father’s brain abruptly met his windshield on a lonely highway outside Salina, Kansas the summer I was nine, he used to stand with me in our backyard in Topeka.”

“Your grandmother tells you she remembers lying in bed as a child, huddled together with her two older sisters against the aching cold of a North Dakota winter and the brutality of their father in the next room, all of them listening to their mother, your great-grandmother, beg him to leave her alone, she can’t stand another birth, the next baby will kill her, please. Please.”


 

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