Short story. Victor lost his mother Catherine before two weeks before his fifteenth birthday. Some children's parents step out for a pack of cigarettes or a bottle of milk, and never return; Victor's mom disappeared by degrees. One morning her thumbs became transparent, from the outside in. The purplish tangle of blood vessels pulsed gently, faded to pink, and was gone before lunch; by late afternoon, she had no arms below the elbows. Victor asked her what dematerialization felt like.
Still life with pterodactylsSuspect Thoughts : A Journal Of Subversive Writing
Document TypeJournal article
PublisherSuspect Thoughts Press
Publisher StatementCopyrihgt © 2006 Marshall Moore
Citation InformationMoore, M. (2007). Still life with pterodactyls. Suspect Thoughts: A Journal Of Subversive Writing, (17). Retrieved from http://www.suspectthoughts.com/moore3.htm