Flash nonfiction. Taco Bell Quarterly. 2021.

“We wait for our orders. Dark grey sweats folded over a black leotard, pink tights inside out so the back-seam shows from upstage. We are starving: a thirty-minute break from the day’s long rehearsal.”

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