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 641May 641
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 555Apr 555
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Maria NazosinThe InterstitialSunrise, After the After-After Party— for T.S., Caye Caulker, BelizeJul 293Jul 293
Maria NazosinScribeGiving Up the GhostShe returns home to a home with glistening floors. In the closet, empty hangersJul 2810Jul 2810
Maria NazosinThe InterstitialLAST DAY IN ANTIGUAAll the hostel owner had to say was American girls can’t drink, and here I am, in an Irish bar owned by Australians, one last hurrah…Jul 242Jul 242
Maria NazosinThe InterstitialPrank CallLong before Caller I.D. or moral decency, we’d pick on those unlucky enough to be sitting within stabbing distance of the phone. There…Jul 233Jul 233