PinnedPublished inThe InterstitialApology to the SunThe sun is slowly burning out, which means it will grow more luminous each year before exhausting itself in vain. What’s a girl to do…May 663May 663
PinnedPublished inThe InterstitialAll You Need is LoveWhen the song throbbed through the basement ceiling, you knew your mother was at it again:May 130May 130
PinnedPublished inScribeHappy HourA woman in her seventies with a feathered haircut droops like a lily over the bar. She’s lostApr 2929Apr 2929
PinnedPublished inScribeWoman to WomanAt the Old Colony Tap, she and I are having one of those uneasy talks that women have when no one else will listen. Her ex, who is my ex…Apr 560Apr 560
Published inThe InterstitialImperfect HymnThe boy born with webbed feet will find he can walk on water. People will watch in awe at his talent as he treads over syringes that…1d ago11d ago1
Published inScribeBook BurningI opened my email to read a critical friend’s review of my new work: You lost your forward movement.2d ago82d ago8
Published inScribeChoirAs I leaned over the balcony of what I thought was a deserted church, girls drifted into the chamber, their dresses floating through the…2d ago22d ago2
Published inThe InterstitialMe, too, again*Trigger warning: contains references to sexual assault and stalkingNov 253Nov 253