May 28, 2020Honk for JayI grew up in Spanish Springs, a somewhat rural, more-so suburban area of Sparks. There wasn’t much for us to do out there, so my parents often took me and my two older sisters out to Pyramid Lake to go out on the boat for the day or camp for…Nostalgia2 min read
May 28, 2020JohnnyI wash away the fingers, toes and lips that have touched my body. I scrub off skin, yank out hair. In the shower I sing, I dance, and I brood. At six, I confronted my understanding death as I stood in my parents large, glass-encased shower. …Memories3 min read
May 28, 2020Old BirdI feel nothing but guilt for the disgust I often expressed as an adolescent. I was prone to donning a crooked face of utter repulsion to rather plain, unproblematic things. My mom’s water bottles consistently tasted like her chapstick? Disgusting. A random hair on me? Gag. Suffice to say I…Family11 min read
