by Corey Ginsberg
First a finger arrived, jammed into a jewelry box in an unmarked white envelope.
Then on Tuesday, a package with "Handle with Care" stamped across the side showed up at Judy's cottage. Inside, an entire hand, bloated digits stained with blood, middle finger up.
Thursday, a tube with a fully extended arm wrapped in bubble paper arrived. A Timex on the wrist, stopped at —her birthday.
Saturday, when the UPS man pushed a tall narrow box onto her porch and asked her to sign for it, she scribbled help me on the sheet and hoped it wasn't too late.
Corey Ginsberg is an MFA candidate in nonfiction at