
Pulse
We walk cautiously along the trail in leaden morning light, here for the spawning salmon and for a change. That’s…
Sugar Highs & Lows
The teenagers on the subway were giddy as they downed their Starbursts, shrieking and giggling, trading yellows, reds, and oranges.…
The Touch Forecast
Your best friend, Meg, is scared for you. She wants to accompany you to the lake, but you need to…
The Uranium Bird
The uranium bird has been picking seeds from my lawn. It’s easy to tell where it’s been; it leaves behind…
The Hunt
We were in search of eggs. White ones like the moon, and some as big as newborn puppies in the…
White Trash
Your perfume suffuses the hall, assaulting me before you do. Jo Malone Waterlily. You only wear it at night, a…
Reel
A dream is a film happening while you watch. A boy running with a flowered pillowcase flying from his hand…
Snow
Still, nobody knows if it’s better to write about snow on a country road from an apartment in the middle…
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