Performance
by Julie Benesh
The girl eating
noodles was the only
child of two
only children of
four only children.
Imagine the
genealogical
pressure!
Tokophobia, she
explains. She only
dates guys with
vasectomies, or otherwise
certified sterile.
You can’t wear
Doc Martens, her friend
insists. Specially not those
purple ones. It’s like
you’re saying you’re
something you are
not.
But maybe I am, just…
non-practicing.
I mean, I
wear a
uterus
24/7.
About the Author
A graduate of Warren Wilson College’s Program for Writers, Julie Benesh is recipient of an Illinois Arts Council Grant and her writing can be found in Bestial Noise: A Tin House Fiction Reader, Tin House Magazine (print), Crab Orchard Review, Florida Review, Gulf Stream, Hobart, New World Writing, Cleaver, Journal of Compressed Creative Arts, and many other places. Read more at juliebenesh.com