Ang

          You never had any talent for dancing. No talent really for any of this. Doesn’t everyone presuppose that a hooker can never lose her job?

          You didn’t become your mother then. She could keep you alive. But she worked so hard to purge herself of invisibility that she forgot to make sure she hadn’t passed it on to her daughter.

          Her body would wave from the pole like a banner. It seemed she could rally them from the ends of the earth.

          “Keep love in your heart.”

          “Love is a work of the imagination, Mother, as you very well know.”