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 642May 642
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
Maria NazosinThe InterstitialAt the GymA woman sits on a rowing machine. Her damp dark hair swept back from her face, her eyes, black diamonds glittering beneath1d ago71d ago7
Maria NazosinScribeLeaving Los AngelesI lay beside you on the bed of a motel that I’d convinced us to check into that night instead of sleeping4d ago54d ago5
Maria NazosinScribeSelf-Portrait As Calliope Hummingbird With Silver Bush LupineAnd if I were this thing, with fuchsia bib and jadeAug 1124Aug 1124
Maria NazosinThe InterstitialWhat I Learned From Reading Mary OliverWhen I pulled the book from your shelf, I never wondered why you, of all men,Aug 66Aug 66