brenda birenbauminThe Mad RiverA story with no flotation deviceI’m in a box. It’s a black box and I’m in it. It’s a square black box, and a noisy one at that. I know it’s a square box because all the…Mar 102Mar 102
brenda birenbauminThe Mad RiverA Story Nobody Reads“How much longer to lug my body around?” your brain asks, or is it the mind on a warpath with the body. You’re tired of being hungry, tired…Nov 26, 20231Nov 26, 20231
brenda birenbauminThe Mad RiverWait for ita goose in a suit and tie asked me to describe my writing goals and I thought, seriously, what does that even mean? Does it mean being…Nov 12, 20232Nov 12, 20232
brenda birenbauminLit UpCluster HeadacheMy hometown, you know, it’s like a broken record sometimes, skipping on “the hills are alive” with the sound of chainsaws and bulldozers…Nov 5, 2023Nov 5, 2023
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brenda birenbauminLit UpDespairKeep a positive outlook, he says peering into my eyes, looking through them or past them, I can’t really tell, it’s too up close.Jun 4, 2023Jun 4, 2023
