photo of nude torso

Esther Threw Her Back Out by Patrick Beath

She was done with it. Curving at age ten; aching ever since. Always demanding a great delicacy of movement–no running, no jumping, no dancing. Intimacy was a controlled handshake. She’d had enough, so out it went, into the trash. As it turns out, the ribs had to go too (anatomy!). Fortunately, Esther had had the…