Elizabeth Bachinsky

1: Jenni

The first time Jenni had sex, she was thirteen and the
condom broke inside her and she thought: I have aids
even though the boy on whom the prophylactic snapped
had never known a girl in that sense before, and when he saw
the sad, deflated thing at the end of his prick he still gave
a push at her slit, no idea he’d unwrapped
the candy, so to speak. And so she lived that way for days,
thinking: I have AIDS, when really she was pregnant, a days
old zygote swimming among her veins—the fast
dread of her sickness so palpable that when she gave
birth, at last, she tried to push it back.



from For the Teen Moms at the Valley Fair Mall