Origin
I felt the cell trauma—go back, go back—where the brain floats in cytoplasm, fledgling, scared—retell, retell—electric pulse in the...
∆∆∆
There is a fear that grips me, A future foretold in a high school psych class Which planted the seed in my mind That madness can...
History
my parents are/were divorced my father is/was dead I did/did not mourn and grieve this situation is a dense fog and I cannot see or...
An Essay: Untitled (or She Never Did Like Titles)
I. If you google search “Emily Dickinson,” nearly 8 million results instantly pop up, most containing short biographies, each painting...
Crunch
The crunch of the snow beneath my feet sounds like my ears scraping across my pillow. Am I dreaming? I place my hands deep into the...
I’m never eating strawberries again
there’s a pit in my stomach it’s grown into a strawberry the spiders that live in it climb into my empty lungs turning the trees in my...
there is fire
i got caught in the undertow of spring a shithole backyard burning rubber a red wheelbarrow with unbolted hinges my grandfather...