Love, Like Stew
My shithead ex-boyfriend and that black hole he calls a stomach. They’re both outside again. Third time this week and it’s only Tuesday. Another…
At Love’s Altar
You have come here unsure of all the reasons why. Flown across an ocean, the contrails of your previous life creating an ever-retreating wake. You have followed a…
Departures
Someone breaks into your studio in the attic. They take money and jewelry and a tray of lettuce. You call a friend to change the lock and the…
Comparison
On the outskirts of town, in a building that once contained small offices: an accountant, an herbalist, a criminal lawyer, there lived a…
Fugitive Heart
At the anarchist's gathering. Suddenly, there is this girl with a hank of keys clipped onto the belt of her jeans which hang loosely…
Lint
He dumped her in a suburban basement. They had driven up from the South where she was living with him and his mother. Sleeping on a screened-in…