PinnedMaria NazosinThe 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 643May 643
PinnedMaria NazosinThe InterstitialAll You Need is LoveWhen the song throbbed through the basement ceiling, you knew your mother was at it again:May 126May 126
PinnedMaria NazosinScribeHappy HourA woman in her seventies with a feathered haircut droops like a lily over the bar. She’s lostApr 2928Apr 2928
PinnedMaria NazosinScribeWoman 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 556Apr 556
Maria NazosinThe InterstitialLove Note to TurbulenceHow many times have you doubled me over in fear, each time clenching my jaw and sphincter, knowing, this time, this is it, and every bad…6d ago26d ago2
Maria NazosinScribeDancerEvery day, all day, no matter what the weather, same time, same corner, same skid-marked jeans. His shirtless, jittery rhythms. His wild…6d ago66d ago6
Maria NazosinThe InterstitialGoing HomeOn the small plane back to Nebraska, the plane began to stutter into a storm.Sep 427Sep 427
Maria NazosMake incredible literary connectionsI’m excited to pitch my forthcoming publisher, Omnidawn’s upcoming workshop, “Breaking the Bowl.” The organic forms course is led by my…Sep 3Sep 3
Maria NazosinThe InterstitialHow to Wear Your Rings Like the Waitress at the West Virginia Truck StopSlip on the emerald bargained for at a store called Romance in the Stone that you found backpacking through Bogotá. Garnish your finger…Aug 264Aug 264