Strange Appetites
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Winner of the Adirondack Center for Writing's People's Choice Award 2016
During heart surgery on a woman, the doctor discovers her sister tucked inside. She doesn't want to come out. A woman traverses boundaries, even walls. By turns surreal, mournful, and droll, this collection of short stories investigates our conflicting urge for intimacy and transcendence.
Enter this cabinet of wonders to find your mind and spirit expand. While the concerns and struggles are familiar — loneliness, troubled marriages, envy, hungers of various sorts —these fabulist tales shed fresh light, producing strange and tasty blooms. ⎯Ron MacLean, author of We Might as Well Light Something on Fire
The places her metaphors take us are intimate and quiet—the damp space under stones, the mushrooms that grow in forests. —Dana Diehl, editor of The Collagist
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Strange Appetites - Lâle Davidson
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The Opal Maker
When they cracked my sister’s ribs open and slid the curved bone blades back under her skin to repair her damaged heart, they found me tucked inside. Up until then, I had not known how her ribs cradle-gouged me.
The head surgeon was Russian, so nothing much surprised him. It happens more often than you would think,
he said. One of her valves ripped because it was pumping blood for two instead of one.
As he spoke, his left eye drilled into me, black and shiny as the word one.
You might think it’s hard to breathe when you’re living inside someone else. It is. But surprisingly, you adjust. Your mind goes hazy, your hearing muted. You close your eyes and lie still, warm, and bound. You grow to love being bound. You attune yourself to the other’s heartbeat, the gurgling stomach, the burbling sounds from outside that muzzy your ears until you forget there ever was an outside. Sounds shine in your mind like light through stained glass. Such bright colors! How they bloom and swirl. You grow to love, love, love this body to the exclusion of your own. You press and probe and drill and wind yourself into every tiny space it affords until you are ripping it apart at the same time you are holding it together.
So, I can’t say I was glad when they pulled me out. Not at all. I hadn’t developed very far, my limbs flat and folded in on themselves, a plant caught under a stone, my skin opaque, ridged as a water-logged lizard. Light pierced my cranium forcing my eyes open, raw as wounds. Air sanded my skin, and cold moved in like the enemy.
They peeled me out, repaired her torn valve, slid her ribs back in place, and stitched her up. If she felt empty inside, she didn’t say. She went back to her job of sorting gemstones, and I became useless. I couldn’t walk, couldn’t feed myself, couldn’t think my own thoughts. The bright lights in my mind went out, and what I found there instead were mushrooms.
For a long time after they took me out, all I could think about was snipping those stitches and crawling back in. In fact, that was how I learned to walk again, by flopping onto the floor as soon as she went to bed, and pressing my arms and knees against the ground until my muscles grew fiber that could hold me up. At first, my fingers flew haphazardly as I twisted them through the scissor handles, but eventually they began to obey my thoughts, and I marveled at how the twin blades opened and then, by pressing themselves against each other, delineated an edge, the power of separation a revelation.
In darkness, since I didn’t need light to see, I hunched over her sleeping form and pulled back the covers as soundlessly and deftly as I had moved inside her. But to my shock, her flesh had knitted itself back together. It had taken me too long to get there. The scar