chapter oneyou show up at our door like a Christmas tree, spinning so fast you smear the lights.Jan 3Jan 3
Published inHuman Partsripeningsweat licks our ankles and you lick the dull of your knife.Jun 21, 2024A response icon1Jun 21, 2024A response icon1
forcing itgather seventeen of your most important moments and iron them until the edges gleam. present to a roomful of bored onlookers.Dec 15, 2023Dec 15, 2023
good summerbecause it’s the first year no one fought up north. because the days were ripe immediately — and we didn’t even have to squeeze.Sep 15, 2023Sep 15, 2023
love your faceShe shows them she loves them by peeling off their faces and affixing them to hers.Oct 30, 2022Oct 30, 2022
summer heatit’s 8pm and the buildings are still sweating. their windows blink their heavy lids, weighed down with heat exhaustion.Jul 23, 2022Jul 23, 2022
places i’ve been and lives i’ve livedthe little brick apartment with the dirty carpet. an oversized dresser and 150 square feet, all your own. the true meaning of solitude.Jan 12, 2022Jan 12, 2022
girlswe were always at Olio waiting for the next two people to fill the seats at our four top. every night we wore black.Jan 5, 2022Jan 5, 2022
