Caught in a daydream.
when I close my eyes, sometimes, I am back in his bed, those early January mornings my alarm sounding at 0545 and my love, still fast asleep, tightening his grip around my waist my first thought was I don’t want to leave and my second, his warmth calls me back to sleep but I would […]
This cold weather leaves me longing for warmth.
your mother is the type of woman to kill her fish from overfeeding, believing they are still hungry . my mother is the type of woman to say, They’re fine and a week later, find them dead shrugging off her neglect . I am the type of woman to rescue the sick in the stores, […]
Chosen for publication in Kalamazoo College’s literary journal, The Cauldron. Unfortunately, this year’s edition was canceled due to COVID-19.
wearing your ears around her neck a sign of respect for the evenings she misses the most remembering when she first married eagerly joining, every single night, another woman’s husband to make love maybe she wanted to be noticed the dragon who grew the size of a house and wouldn’t shrink until acknowledged maybe she […]
I accept the shots with grace, though I wonder if she can see it on my face: give Anya my regards; I can’t imagine finding my husband dead, overdosed on our home’s floor bad drugs on the market, my partners keep saying but there’s so much death lately, I can’t hear a damn thing . […]
you scrape leftovers from glass containers the same way I scrape desire from between my legs in the same can, we throw these perfectly good things away
Lost sight of the road, eyelids falling two curtains to keep the sick & coughing patients from touching my soul. I nearly destroyed a little old man with the opening of the ambulance door. Even under the first-responder’s glare, I didn’t know what was happening. After that, my partner banned me from the driver’s seat. […]