about the author
Brenna Womer is an MFA candidate at Northern Michigan University where she teaches composition and literature and serves as an associate editor of Passages North. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in The Pinch, Quarterly West, New South, Fugue, New Delta Review, and elsewhere.
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Cukes
Brenna Womer
Looking down into a bin of cucumbers at the grocery store and calling them, with their myriad curves and girths, by the names of men I know or have known—the orgasms I never had but said I did. Ripped foil, latex and non, colors and ribs, lubes and spermicides; rolling skin over slick skin; breaking, slipping, coming off inside of me and falling out two days later like a sitcom tragedy. Pulling thin, soft plastic from a roll overhead, picking a cucumber without a name.