There are gulfs between us, and I I accidentally stay silent But at night I shout into moonlight I love you, I love you I love you for taking me to Kmart I just forget to write because life Because life is pushing me up a...Read More
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This spade-headed, blue-blooded sea-jet bites no necks and sucks no blood, but glows when exposed. She lights her arm tips like candles on a chandelier and writhes, mystifying predators with eight bright new targets, then...Read More
There is only one possible combination of sperm and egg that will result in you. The timing has to be perfect. Twenty-three chromosomes in a particular sperm combine with the twenty-three chromosomes in a particular egg. At that...Read More
I dream about having sharp teeth that can bite through apples and bone, and kindly someone reminds me ………..you already can Frightened, I file down...Read More
…………..to chicago, which is a disease in the way all cities are, one wherein my friends live & i don’t. …………..if i’m being honest, i hate when my friends date, because i am...Read More
On the night of my graduation, I cried. It only took about half an hour after returning to my home in Crofton before I found myself huddled in the darkness of my laundry room, sobbing and wishing I was dead. I was scared. I...Read More
Part I – Identity “But fool that I was, I foamed in my wickedness as the sea, and, abandoning you, followed the rushing of my own tide, and burst out of your bounds.” -St. Augustine “So how have you guys been processing...Read More
Two glass cases on each side of a wooden table. In one case, thirty different varieties of truffles, each hand cut from a thick slab of ganache, then dipped in a hard-shell chocolate. Dark belgian, bourbon, rum, Jack...Read More
I said three words the morning after, and she was in my kitchen still in the clothes from the night before, hair bundled in a 10 a.m. knot. She hugged me the way a rose petal lays its cheek against its quiet...Read More
(In 1803, 75 Igbo men who had taken over their slave ship en route from Nigeria, chose to die walking into a Georgia creek rather than resume life as slaves on a new, distant shore.) This was the same sand, on a...Read More
……I liked Loveland, Colorado, because it was a study in juxtaposition. Facing west—the direction my college van-mates and I had driven—offered up the foothills of the Rocky Mountains, that chain of rock jutting...Read More
From the spot where girls had peeled electrical wire out of the walls and wrapped it around their shoulders like cloaks, stood the clone of the long-deceased military leader, Napoleon. That new Napoleon wouldn’t look you in the...Read More
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