It was nearly 7pm. I stood at the drop-off counter at the pharmacy as I waited for help from the man behind the counter. People walked...

Start a bath. Walk backwards. Out to the petroleum hall, past the propane and plumbing to polluted-body days. Days of dark and ocean...

on April 10, 2024, O.J. Simpson died from prostate cancer There is a building at La Cienega that has been a variety of things throughout...

It was nearly 7pm. I stood at the drop-off counter at the pharmacy as I waited for help from the man behind the counter. People walked...

An Envelope G. turned away from the corner; the toppled streetlight was partially covered by snow and the sun reflecting off the dirty...

My son finally hit me with a request I didn't want to answer the other day. He asked me if there was ever a fight I refused to watch. If...

eidetic photo of ham sandwich perched atop fire hydrant outside the Woodmere library. somewhere i hear my great grandpa smile & die in...

It is summer. Ice skips into my mouth. Berries hang on the fingers of plants, grains sprout against the toes of the fields. The sun...

The night is a painting on the shore of my mind. It teeters on the edge like a cliff being swallowed by water. My body being eaten by the...

Memory will rust and erode into lists --John K. Samson She once wrote why she loved me. She didn’t write it in a letter or a story or in...

1. You don’t know how to leave and stay gone. There are strands of your longing all over town; chalk residue on his driveway, the sticky...

Black garbage bags hide. She has uncovered family photos, kid's art projects, broken devices, uneaten food, and soiled tissues—no...

It seems to me, that when we sleep our unconscious drips. When I was a child, I always knew the forest. On school trips, I would go off...

Steps for Frying: A Guide for Birds I. Quail is a good starter bird for when you want to learn how to deep-fry a turkey, excoriate in...

I. I expected more desert than dripping, green oasis surprised by my own assumptions and there she was the first love of my life (after...

Like my mother, I was born with teeth––smoothed stones for shredding bones that sink deeply, fixed neatly, into bleeding gums. It was a...

1. I grew up in a home consumed of rings. Not of marriage or vows but of wrestling and worrisome wows. A blend of heat and heels...

My Kindergarten teacher was sick. I wasn’t sure what she had, but she couldn’t teach us anymore, and a new substitute came to take her...

I. What I Read Born over one hundred years ago to a non-agricultural family in a small, hot country. Baptized seven days later in a...

we will always be /bIe/ after Tracy Jeanne Rosenthal always look at “b” for baby or bye-bye or boy. (the voiced bilabial stop of /b/ is a...