HOUSEWORK in The Texas Review

Moira woke at six, sunlight from the cockeyed, stuck venetian slicing the bed in half. On the way downstairs, a splinter pierced her palm; the banister was rough and cracked. In the kitchen, as she emptied stale, yellow water from the kettle, she saw that the hot and cold sink taps were reversed and that the oven door lacked a proper seal. Everywhere she looked, she found work to do. She did her calisthenics next to a broken rocking chair, and by six twenty she was in the shower, mentally ticking off the fix-its...

The Texas Review / Volume 38 Number 1 & 2 / Spring/Summer 2017

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