Disguises

by Kerrin Piche Serna

You look like a cabbage in that one. You pull it off and dump it back onto the plastic head, which looks at you with sneering, sex-painted eyes. You try the next one, number fifty-seven. A long blond thing with little braids down the sides and swooping bangs. It reminds you of the time your Aunt Bunny took you to the ocean and noticed your twelve-year-old breasts in your white bikini top, calling them "adorable." You guess you'll just have to go home and tell the truth.

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Kerrin Piche Serna's short fiction has appeared in The Los Angeles Times and the Portland Review.