Where Sleeping Girls Lie

by Faridah Àbíké-Íyímídé

“I’m sorry, I just thought—” “You’re a liar. No one will believe you.” “I’m so—” “You’re a liar. No one will believe—” “You’re a liar.” “Liar.” “Liar.” “Liar.” Dear Diary, I can’t remember— I can’t remember anything. So maybe he’s right. Maybe I am.