Sorry, Mom, but I Didn't Love You (preview)
I have been searching for a home for this story since 2014. Fifteen rejections later, it finally has one. This story is grotesque. It contains body horror and unconditional love. Enjoy. Sorry, Mom, but I Didn't Love You (preview) I’m standing in my personal gymnasium looking at myself in the wall mirror. I don’t see my reflection. I don’t see myself. All I can see is her. All I can remember is her. In the year 2001, my mother’s spine began growing out her ear. I noticed it one morning while she was getting ready for work. “Mom, what’s that?” I asked and pointed at the small vertebrae poking out of her ear canal. She smiled at me and said, “It’s my spine, son.” Now I was only seven at the time, so I was still a kid, but I was beginning to develop the ability to question what I was told. Somehow I had this feeling that it wasn’t just something to smile about. “Is it supposed to do that?” “To do what?” she asked. When I didn’t say anything, she told me goodbye, gathered her pur
