Baptism
Leave a commentDecember 22, 2022 by The Citron Review
by DW McKinney
I dream about rain in March. About standing in air thick as cotton. About craning my neck toward light gray clouds. About a sky filled with fat droplets that burst across my forehead. About being a supplicant in need of cleansing. About a different light gray afternoon in another March years ago. About gunshots electrifying the air. About a boy who pinned me down and died. About a life that was given for mine, maybe? About red blossoming across the boy’s back. About losing the weight of a body that feels so much like my own.
DW McKinney is a writer and editor based in Nevada. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Los Angeles Review of Books, Ecotone, The Normal School, HAD, Barrelhouse, and Hippocampus Magazine, among others. She is a nonfiction editor for Shenandoah and editor-at-large for Raising Mothers. Say hello at dwmckinney.com.
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