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Monster in the Closet by Holly Day The first night is spent listening to the dark, to the scraping of tree branches against the closed window, to the ragged breathing of the new infant in the adjacent room. I’m so afraid to fall asleep at first, afraid of missing one of the hourly feedings, of sleeping right through the cat noises of the waking child, but soon find that my body won’t let me sleep through his crying, that the instant his eyes open mine are open, too. Any change in his breath turns my breasts into rock-hard knobs that ache unbearably. There are too many things to pay attention to, too many waking dreams, too many future plans and worries to sort through to fall asleep. The second night, I hear the unchild-related noises, the methodical scratching of nails tapping rhythmically against wood, the occasional high-pitched gurgling laughter that erupts from a throat trying to contain itself. I get up

Black Fox Literary Magazine Issue #3  
Black Fox Literary Magazine Issue #3  

The Winter Issue of Black Fox Literary Magazine featuring new fiction, poetry, non-fiction and photography.

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