From the backseat My mother tells me when she picks me up from the train station that I’m supposed to fall in love at 27 she tells me this because a psychic tells her this when she’s trying to find someone who can hear her brother from the other side My father kicks meContinue reading “thin/thick thoughts on thursday”
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On autopilot in the August heat
To write a story so big it holds humanity in its arms would be a gift to the collective of its own doing- messengers carry the words we can’t articulate the nights we pretend we have nothing to say
Penny Talk
You left over 900 pennies in a bag by the door when you left. That was a year ago. I housed them in a drawer with other stuffed away memories in the shape of a deck of cards and mismatched earrings and old sets of keys. But today I thought, I should clean out that drawer andContinue reading “Penny Talk”
Phina (“the burning ones”)
Ask all the big questions Ask them to yourself Ask me Look up and ask the universe why we’re starting to look like our souls Look down at the spaceships we call feet and think about the first time you let them take you someplace new because it was time to move forward and thenContinue reading “Phina (“the burning ones”)”
When You Let Your Bodies Talk
One balmy Sunday morning sometime in September, I opened my eyes to him. It was then I came to understand the wordless conversation. We talked so many, many times before-but none of that seemed to compute anymore-it was just filler anyway. Our conversations really live in the soft rustle of the sheets while our limbsContinue reading “When You Let Your Bodies Talk”
Lemons and Milk
One Sunday morning, dressed in the clothes my mother picked out for me, I squirmed my way into a booth at Friendly’s for family breakfast. The waiter asked what we would like to drink and my parents responded in unison, “coffee.” Now, I knew I couldn’t order coffee, but I could order something similar-something like coffee.Continue reading “Lemons and Milk”
A Word I Haven't Found Yet 