FICTION

JILL  by MAYA LINSLEY (Canada)

Issue 2.1   April 2020

Jill climbed the dusty, rotting steps, and her upper half disappeared into the gloom.“Be careful,” I called. “Mama says that if you touch the insulation, you’ll be itchy for the rest of your life!

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