Fiction

When the Buildings Began to Bleed

Their mistake was simple: They sent her body to the masjid

Vanessa Taylor
Human Parts
Published in
14 min readNov 3, 2019

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Downtown Minneapolis. Photo: Steijn Leijzer/Unsplash

We say her body was the seventh ’cause that’s what we could gather from records. Truth be told, she could’ve been the eighth. The 10th. The 20th. It both does and doesn’t matter.

When the story first broke, the media called her a “woman,” but she was freshly 18. Just a week before, she had walked across a stage with her new diploma in her hand, khimar pushed back on her head to show the red streaks in her hair. A week out of high school—does that really make you a woman?

It started with the bodies of men from prisons built outside the suburbs, far up in northern Minnesota. Most of the dead had no families. They were buried outside the walls they suffered in without a marker to find them.

A few made their way back down to the Twin Cities to be met by grieving parents, siblings, and people made family through sheer will alone. Those families agreed to a closed casket with little resistance. People are malleable in their grief.

If you wanna get real about it, though, the inspiration came before the fog, in chairs and handkerchiefs and dentures and stuffing for cushions. Black skin stretched out where it didn’t belong. The idea of taking without giving a…

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Vanessa Taylor
Human Parts

Vanessa Taylor is based in Philadelphia. She has work in outlets such as Teen Vogue, Racked, and Catapult Magazine. Follow her across social media @bacontribe.