A Nymph's Liturgy

n filled my ear when my

the pathetic man, leaving him to suff

whatever he was saying

, there are many things

own, I had a strong feeling my birt

ed our fancy mansion. Dad was the first to tur

" I asked as I shut

ght to know before tomorrow," Grandma said

w you're not following in her footsteps, and once again, you have

ture of me sneaking out of his b

thing out of her mouth is

her," I shot a glare at Grand

o drop from my hands to the f

ve decided to send you

this school will help you st

ness for your terrible mistakes,"

m n

ations always meant yo

on is final. It has already been arran

d me across the world like this. Fuck!" I f

off, as if they were waitin

arblegate was a top boarding school and

s for its focus on

om went to, the same one I

being just like her. Marblegate h

t majors there while also finding your wa

hat school, she's dead," I held b

ren

when you know nothing about

u do, it's to slut shame her. " I expres

part from being a bad mother, you're

er her heart, surpri

ht leaves tomorrow morning. " I see him walking up the white

es at me, fu

she'd be upset by who you've beco

some respect, something you both share. " She

e discovered her daughter had what she calls the "d

er time there; I still recall the w

ndless trips to the hospi

see what she looked like, I sh

like her

ng black hair that flowed down to

fternoon sun shining through a glass of whiskey a

reasts to my flat stomach, and the tattoos reading "Ser

ips seemed to crave ever

of why people always compared

shameful it was to have hypersexuality, thinkin

e to church to rid me of the "badness," and they looked so ups

told to blame her

ause I wanted to but because even the tiniest touch, whether

appy birth