by Regan Puckett Ingmar At the end, a body is found beneath a log. Wet earth clings to torn denim. Roly polies take solace in greying flesh. At the end of this story, when the mother finds out, she feels the pain in her belly. Before, pain had always lived in her heart, but this new pain is reanimated, something so deep it digs into her womb. For decades, the emptiness will rot inside her, prickling like a ghost when she remembers the blonde-haired baby that left home and nev