Security

by Gina Wohlsdorf

He won the lacrosse match, and he always includes this detail when the subject of his father’s death meanders into conversation. He also always mentions that the bomb was cheap, and the spray-tanned skin around his capped teeth tightens when he says this, as though to be incinerated by an expensive bomb is somehow less offensive.

But it requires many prolonged sojourns in hell to learn that instincts are the animal inside that wants nothing but to survive. To propagate.