Maggie NelsonConversation — short fictionI sat against the wall of the apartment’s only bedroom. Jacob and I had shared it, each sleeping in separate corners, and Phineas had…Jun 18, 2020Jun 18, 2020
Maggie NelsonWhen I left…“It’s too much?” Gabriel said. His blonde hair drooped sadly over his forehead, which was frozen in a crease. He reclined weakly on the…May 27, 2020May 27, 2020
Maggie NelsonAlithia — a profileThe fire snapped like hundreds of flaming whips.May 15, 2020May 15, 2020
Maggie NelsonWhen I stayed…The ground shook again. My ears popped and the dilapidated house rattled.Apr 6, 20201Apr 6, 20201
Maggie NelsonFlowers Lie“I love me. I love me not. I love me. I love me not.”Mar 6, 20201Mar 6, 20201