Lo KiddMossA girl’s self approval relies heavily on external affairs. The fashion industry pre-approves what can be accepted as beautiful by defining…Dec 22, 2017Dec 22, 2017
Lo KiddIn A WeekThe two bodies rested a week on top of the scorched dirt before they were discovered. A quiet slumber under the circling buzzards.Oct 7, 2017Oct 7, 2017
Lo KiddTeethI tend to remember my teeth, slowly sprouting, falling out of my mouth. The memory sped up, the next one out before the prior grows back.Oct 1, 2017Oct 1, 2017
Lo KiddUntitled, Fiction“I don’t, want to feel married to you.” Married, a tart word resting uncomfortably on his tongue. Breaking the white noice silence of the…Sep 22, 2017Sep 22, 2017
Lo KiddATTNA tug on my stiff shoulders twists me around; he wraps a second blanket of skin over mine. My board drops, outdoors-covered footprints join…Sep 15, 2017Sep 15, 2017
Lo KiddPaper PlanesFrom the closest part of the sofa, I stalk my father as he sits on the counter among the drying dishes. The back of his collar coils around…Sep 8, 2017Sep 8, 2017
Lo KiddThe EndingThe screen blinks black, frustrated, there’s nothing left to say.Sep 1, 2017Sep 1, 2017
Lo Kidd175 E 12th St.Many visit, rarely twice. An expensive overnight rent. Two alleyways alienated from strangers interrupting strangers, a mandated comment, a…Aug 25, 2017Aug 25, 2017
