First Shave
Updated: 2/13/2021
First Shave

Storyboard Description

First Shave, written by Olivia Gatwood.

Storyboard Text

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  • I am nine. We are bored and Karen is dying. We drove to Austin that summer so Sarah's dad-who described Karen as, the great and impossible love of his life, who taught us the word lymphoma and then the concept of the prefix, how it explains where the tumor lives- could say goodbye
  • The house is a rind spooned out by the onset of death, what's left is a medicine cabinet full of razors & we are hungry & alone & sitting on the living room floor where the light from a naked window slices the hardwood like melon, exposes each individual fuzz on my scabbed calf
  • a field of erect, yellow poppies & we have been alive as girls long enough to know to scowl at this reveal & what better time than now to practice removal.
  • Once, I watched my mother skin a potato in six perfect strokes. I remember this as Sarah teaches me to prop up my leg on the side of the tub and runs the blade along my thigh. See? she says. Isn't that so much better?
  • Before we left Albuquerque her father warned us, She will have no hair, a trait we have just begun to admire except, of course, for the hair he is talking about, that which we hold against our necks,
  • that which will get us husbands or compliments or scouted in a mall, eventually cut off by our envious sisters while we sleep.