A crow lands on a power line, inspecting us. There’s a lemon tree by the side of the road. Meyer lemon. The lemons, they look like breasts, they look like testacles, they look like grenades.
December 10, 2023
I’ve always been a fan of books, lists, and writing; truth be told they’re my love language, but that’s too close to home and overly sentimental.
December 5, 2023
He sat down on a bench near the entrance to examine the briefcase. It was locked, and there was no identification on the outside.
November 29, 2023
“He made a mistake. We all do.” Kelly took a can of seltzer from the refrigerator and plunked it on the counter in front of me, popping it open with the aplomb of a veteran bartender.
November 26, 2023
Eating makes me anxious. Not exercising makes me more anxious. Thinking about either makes me anxious.
November 19, 2023
Just when I felt like I could float like that forever, a sudden splash of water smacked at my face. I panicked and flailed my arms and legs at the same time.
November 16, 2023
When I was Josh’s age I had driven drunk or ridden drunk more times than I could count. How could I have survived when he didn’t?
November 13, 2023
But what I didn’t, or couldn’t, admit to myself in that bathroom stall in Chicago was this: The thought of leaving made me cry harder partly because of how alluring it was, yet at the same time, how impossible.
November 5, 2023
I wasn’t sure I was worthy of something so magical. What I had known so far of love was secret and sinister, and made me feel desperate.
November 3, 2023
Besides being ineffectual for scrubbing, the blue sponge squicked me out. Bits of food clung to it, penetrating its pores. I tried to get it clean, but fragments remained.
October 30, 2023