The Unburied Ghost

Delia

Reva’s men got her out, and I am back in Isabel’s house.

My wrists ache. My knees hurt. Mother cried when she thought I could not hear her.

Isabel says correction restores order. She’s so wrong.

Correction teaches memory where to sharpen itself.

Reva is alive. Cal is alive. Deacon is still choosing impossible doors. The men around my sister look at her like they would burn the world down and salt the ashes if it meant keeping her breathing.

Let them.

I am tired of being the daughter who survives quietly.

When the door opens next, I will be ready.