Fiction - Winter 2022

The Submerged

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By Will Boast | December 1, 2021

When I was 14, I lost my virginity to David Flower, the future congressman.

My parents had moved us, the summer before, from Cambridge to West Virginia. They were junior co-hires in public health at WVU, but they wanted to live way out in the country, in a hamlet named Glory, to be closer to their research: obesity and its correlation with diabetes, cancer rates, and other misery. Of course, Glory was also, as the locals said, real beautiful.

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