On Following the Playbook
When you go to a party, always know multiple people there. That way, when you inevitably…
A room in the house
Featured Writing
Close to Perfect
Sometimes the universe gives you a married man who kisses every inch of your body. When…
Resurfacing
the memories are misbehaving jostling and rearranging hiding behind corrupted copies of themselves throwing their pages…
Three Poems
I remember him by the dolphin tattoo on his shin teen missionary turned water lizard if…
Two Poems
for VERNON What comes to mind when thinking of you: chestnuts and quartz, red rectangle sunglasses,…
Two Poems
because my mother couldn’t hold on i learned to grasp too tight. in each relationship, she…
Something Other Than This
People say that ghosts do not exist. I had always been one of those who waved…