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M A R C H 2 0 0 0 THE GUESTby Judith McCune | |||||||||||||
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When Chiqui asked me if my sleep in her house had been good, I told the truth with a sweep of my hands: The mattress sags, I said, and left for Spanish class. She dragged the mattress off its frame and propped it in the narrow hall. She pulled the larger, slightly newer mattress off her and her husband's bed and hauled it back to mine. Now when Chiqui asks me how I've slept, I lie: Just fine, I say, though by this time I've learned the Spanish word for shame.
Judith McCune is the poetry editor of Mars Hill Review. She teaches English at the Stony Brook School, in New York. Copyright © 2000 by The Atlantic Monthly Company. All rights reserved. The Atlantic Monthly; March 2000; The Guest; Volume 285, No. 3; page 96. |
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