“oh, i’m not good with dairy,” says the girl next to me as she devours a bowl of spinach artichoke dip. she plopped down onto her bar stool about ten minutes ago and has been chatting nonstop with the guy on the other side of her ever since, except he just got up to get […]
our bodies are a beautiful country
r- sits in my candlelit living room reading jorge borges. he sips from a glass of my good californian whiskey. my dog and i lay on the sheepskins nearby, listening. i finish a cup of half chamomile tea, half milk. a bit of honey. i think about how r- is a teacher and try to […]
pity god
from april __ jerry (not his real name) and i sit watching the river and the sun setting below the hill beyond it. i talk about being in love with my fourth grade teacher, mr. marone. about how even at a young age, i knew what it felt like to be spiritually bonded. jerry tells […]
big lake out my window
the chicken nuggets and the wine? they’re a dinner for heartbreak. and i’m sorry i’ve been mean. i’m just hurt. i feel so delicate in the evenings. like a flower with a few petals gone to the wind. it’s beautiful, really. romantic, even. i roam around my apartment in my underwear, writing and fussing with […]
hands and knees for you, baby
eating chicken nuggets with nice red wine. strange thing is the red wine was too cheap and the chicken nuggets were too expensive. thinking about smoking a cigarette. feeling haunted by something all day. can’t say what for sure, but it’s lingered since my walk high up on the hill early this morning. i think […]
i beg, i whistle
just watched laura and her band play on the pier at glensheen. was nice. felt a bit out of place. thought about how this time last year i was hauling my ass across the country. thought about a lot of things as i watched the waves roll in and the moon rise up over the […]
i came into the world high summer
if i had chatgpt i’d ask it whether or not some of the things i say are passable. like, hey chat, how much wiggle room does a person have when someone asks them to swear on something? i’d ask because i hate being asked to swear on something. it’s so taboo. don’t make me do […]
things i’ve wanted to say to men but didn’t
you’re an asshole you’re being an asshole stop being an asshole
take me home
the days grow longer and i’ve been sleeping less and less. i get home and feed my dog. kibble and milk. i call it kibble cereal. he loves it. it’s his favorite bedtime snack. he’ll sleep hard tonight because we’ve been gone all day, and during that time one thing we did was take a […]
i want to be a good bad girl
i worked my final shift at one of my jobs today. i think it was the first of many finals here in this life i’ve been living, in this place i’ve been living in. i played a few games of pool last night against a group of construction dudes. i won them all. the winning […]
