The Paris Review

Natalie Shapero

IS THIS A BAD TIME

For how many years have I kept up the lie, the storyof the middle-aged man in the cap and the grayor possibly bluish sweatshirtgaining on me in the night, wrenchingme off the street by my neck, and tossing meinto a ditch, where he had me pinned? I havepaced, I have reflected, I have purposelesslydriven a car to the Unglaciated Appalachian Plateauat the state’s south margin, then circled backto the central till plain, and it has come to me I mustcome clean. It wasn’ta ditch. It was flat.

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