Campbell’s 21:6
Born of The Broth we string our noodle-nooses tightly round the chunks of meat we call necks. The heretics reward, the underserved good...
Untitled (I Never Meant to Lose the Sun)
You have to understand… I never intended for us to fall so low. But I cannot put the blame on anyone else but myself. Fate didn’t twist...
New Beginnings
It was the first day of the fall semester and as I walked into the classroom, fifteen pairs of eyes swung in my direction. A few students...
The Shadow Dance
You sit there and stare blankly at the shadow figures dancing the waltz in your room. Slouched against your bedroom wall, you don’t bury...
Home is Where
I’m wearing the deodorant I bought sometime during my freshman year of college. The Dove brand one marked “original” scent. Whatever that...
That One Time My Mom Thought I Was Getting High
“I just don’t want to spend all my time thinking about it, you know? Like maybe that’s shitty. But life goes on. It’s different now,...
The Gilded Age
we shrugged. every time we brought up the stories. at all the dinner tables and bus drives where we told strangers of olden days and that...
On Worshiping the Griffin on the Old Painted Vase
Part feathered, part furied Frozen in silvery confines and Strip mined for your best pieces from Wonderful, perfectly whole things Skewed...
Weight
gravity tells us that in order to rise a heavier payload must be offered in toil history tells us they will only remember you if your...
on star island
the rocks and shoalwater where I split my chuck tip to heel foot half-hanging all week itching frayed canvas shade crags and barnacle’d...