Acupuncture After The Apocalypse

At Our Strip Mall

A truce of sorts seems to be prevailing at our strip mall. Beefcake has launched no new attacks; for the moment, I am minding my own business.

Between appointments, instead of reading a novel the way I usually do, I actually picked up one of Paulette’s acupuncture manuals today. Before, it had seemed so pointless to me to try and study Chinese medicine all on my own. The subject is too vast.

But maybe I could learn one new meridian or acupuncture point every day. That doesn’t seem impossible, right? I started making flash cards.

Jill Riddell is a writer in Chicago. She teaches at the School of the Art Institute and has a weakness for nature, magic, and pennies abandoned in sidewalk cracks.