Meet Molly (& Reiny)
Molly is the founder of Lit Pub and the author of We Take Me Apart, which was a finalist for the Asian American Literary Award for Poetry and shortlisted for the PEN/Osterweil. The verse novel has been taught at Brown, Wesleyan, Cornell College, Queens College, CUNY, and other creative writing programs in the US. As of Halloween 2018, its sequel Desire: A Haunting is also available. Molly is a PhD candidate and Steffensen Cannon fellow at the University of Utah. Summers, she teaches at the Yale Writers' Workshop.
The tea house woman and Birdie the third
went way back to before even pre-school, and these days all they did together was get drunk enough to complain about what a bitch it was to bear all the responsibility of carrying on a family business in a dead-end town, after which, thoroughly drunk, they cried and remembered easier times, trading stories they both knew by heart about how Birdie the first was a sleepwalker and could usually be found in John Bostwick’s storage unit, which conveniently or not had a mattress in it, or about when the tea house woman’s mother had been the tea house woman, and how one day after a minor flood she’d found bundles of cash lining the basement walls, most likely from the tea house’s brothel days, and used the money to provide business loans to every woman who wanted to open a business on Main Street.
In the second grade,
Birdie had tried to get everyone to call her Bernadette, but it didn’t stick with anyone except the tea house woman who wasn’t yet the tea house woman but had also tried to get everyone at school to call her something other than Connie by telling them she had been named after her grandfather Constantine, which was not true but even if it had been still no one would have cared, and that was the year young Connie and Birdie became blood sisters for life.