atBrenthorChancesMarta was never one to avoid mirrors but she tried her best not to take inventory. It always struck her as maddeningly bereft of reason…Jul 27, 2017Jul 27, 2017
atBrenthorA EulogyI can’t say for certain what it was about me, aged 9, that gave off whatever it was that allowed people to abuse me. An unspoken permission…Mar 9, 2017Mar 9, 2017
atBrenthorPoelcappelle PushThe thing no one tells you about the dead is that they can scream for hours. Desperate, choked, gurgling cries for help, for succor, for an…Feb 18, 20171Feb 18, 20171
atBrenthorThe ApartmentsThe sour, musty smell of it, sudden and overwhelming, is how the memory starts. Not a singular memory, but a carousel of every time I would…Feb 17, 2017Feb 17, 2017
atBrenthorEmergency Bag — A Beginner’s GuideI’ve always been the type of person who’s prepared for the worst and hopes for the best. I believe that with the right tools, and the…Feb 3, 20172Feb 3, 20172