Category Archives: Reprint

Bleeding Out

About a year after Elizabeth’s book was released, Doug invited me to his parents’ farm. I hadn’t been there since we were kids. We stayed the night and spent much of the morning around the breakfast table. As we were finishing … Continue reading

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Holiday

Leaving that morning for vacation, Liz left the keys to her house with Nicole. Her fish needed feeding. In closets, cabinets, and drawers, Nicole’s hands moved slowly, deliberately, with impunity. She found pictures, read letters. Each day she tried on … Continue reading

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Grayscale

A month after Mom passed, I went back to the house to pack up. In the corner of her closet, buried under a pile of shoes, was a box within a box. Inside were dozens of aged, black-and-white photos of … Continue reading

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Black sky

A black sky covers my body whole, but the mind is unruly— toes fidget at the limits of what can be done, and in the night-time I grow older. Restless rain clouds swarm the mind, each raindrop is a thought: … Continue reading

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Season of Ceremony

When I pull my brown cotton gloves on, I know what close work lies ahead. Our small decorative gardens are a confusion of weeds and flowers, waiting for my careful pincher technique—to lift, separate, and pull in one clean motion without … Continue reading

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Space Dust

Outside the cracked kitchen window, a cypress seems to be caught in the continental drift, although we are nowhere near the sea. I take my mother’s hand, fleshless like the claws of a newborn bird. Gnarled magnolias grapple their way … Continue reading

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My Ex-Partner

My ex-partner profited off the Napoleonic Wars. They insisted that their shoelaces were tied. Their moon was the size of a pair of blue eagles And they couldn’t construct a proper cheesecake. I sat and listened to their droning about … Continue reading

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