Float
She called me Bah-Bah. Everyone else in the family had normal names. Joe. Lily. Ernie. The most exotic, Edith. When I was old enough to understand that…
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…