Bat Eater and Other Names for Cora Zeng

by Kylie Lee Baker

Wasn’t she supposed to outgrow the childish reflex of crying when men scold her?

Now that it’s here, Cora can live through it one minute at a time. It’s no longer the faceless entity of her nightmares. It’s been defanged, as her therapist would say, because the not knowing and guessing is always worse than the knowing.