I hear my grandmother whisper, “Is she really thinking about…?” And my mother answers, “I don’t know,” exasperated, “I try to stay out of stuff like that.” And I am in my room, poetry pressing against my eyelids because it’s easier this way, easier than seeing the rain clouds. Am I really thinking about…? My […]
I could use some chicken noodle soup right now, but this is the best I can do without a stove.
I became aware of a pain / festering somewhere within me / he felt my body shiver / squeezed me against his heartbeat / until I fell back asleep / dreamed of all the bugs / exploding guts on car windshields / short lived and irrelevant / where do they go after that high-impact? / […]
A self-reflection on my first weeks at college.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: indirect characterization is essential for believable characters.
True account: My first ambulance clinical (ride along) and its longterm effects.
Laypersons, this one is for you: an explanation of the system.