“Guilty? I asked and squinted, held my hand over my eyes, shielding the sun. I decided his lips were loamy; full and dirty.” By Shelagh Power-Chopra
Shelagh Power-Chopra
About Shelagh Power-Chopra
Shelagh Power-Chopra’s work appears or is forthcoming in failbetter, BLIP, Juked, The Rumpus, Electric Lit’s Outlet, Vol. 1 Brooklyn, Necessary Fiction, Used Furniture Review, and elsewhere.