I wake up to your moaning while releasing yourself in the bathroom without bothering to run the faucet or the…

Metaphors for a Tumor Like a spaceship was flying through a meteor shower in her boy’s skull. Knock knock, he’d…

They would have told you not to go to that party. Bowls filled with candy and condoms. Tequila. Vodka. Rum.…

“An enslaved African woman, unable to prevent her children’s sale into slavery, placed some rice seeds in their hair so…

After dinner, after you have wiped down her highchair, the tray, the peeling surface of the kitchen table, after you…

The cobweb-fine curtains blow in the wind, a storm gathers, the men work in the fields, the cat spits out…

*inspired by the photo “Candy Cigarette” by Sally Mann* Icy blue stare and perpetual pout. Blonde hair like a mini-Brigette…

We are the flowers who remember ice. We grew beside the glacier as it drew away, groaning. Raw stone lay…

From the back porch, they swore, young parents, they had nothing to fear. The moment they’d thought they’d been waiting…

Yung-Su brings a live dove, a Eurasian Collared with dust-brown wings and a black nape, holding it in both of…