from winter 2025 a person gets hit by a bus on the corner of my street. it’s 830p. i didn’t see it happen but stood out on my deck and watched them get into an ambulance with a big, white bandage wrapped around their head. watched them sit themselves on the stretcher. a wheelbarrow is […]
Tag: autofiction
drink my thirst
my marfa crush takes a nap and texts me after. something about imagining i’m there with him, on the couch, in the crook of his arm. something about him playing with my hair. i follow his direction. i text back, telling him i get up from the couch to make myself a sandwich. i tell […]
beyond earth, call me your darling
the city is wet and hot all of the time now. it smells like hell. vomit and garbage and piss. i ride my bike six miles one way to the bar where i like to play pool. i do it a couple times a week. there’s a shark there named paul and we get into […]
big dipper swallow me whole
“i’m literally melting over you,” messages john from tinder. he’s a leo at six foot five inches with short but shaggy brown hair, a handsome but unremarkable face, and an athletic build. he went to penn state and works some sort of c-suite job. one of his hobbies is volleyball, which, personally, i hate, but […]
57 in paris
i love when my clothes are covered in sand the bartender the bartender at clyde feeds me one free high noon after another he looks irish or something he hits on me we talk about being young about drinking boones farm in a mine pit a small chorus on stage sings the word misery i […]
turn to honey, turn to dust
strange dreams last night, which i anticipated. always strange dreams after we break up. restless sleep. hot. the smoke rolled in. i wake up early and beau pees on the carpet while i’m brushing my teeth. i get stung by one of the wasps living on my deck. i’ll kill them all later. i drive […]
kicking and screaming quietly to myself
i’ve become one of those people who’s moved all over the place in their adult life. midwest, west coast, east coast, back to the west coast, the southwest, back east, return to the midwest and, now, east again. i’m good at getting a vision in my head and going forward with a plan. i’m good […]
naked i stand, tender and beloved
beau eats the rice i put on a log next to the mating lady bugs. spring! sprung! the waves roll in no particular hurry. the sun beats down on my back. “in my thoughts i have bled,” sings beth gibbons. “white horses will take me away.” seven years today since my mom died just a […]
be my emily
i wondered if you’d be at the cathedral this morning, thought you might be. i’ve wondered so many things about you lately. sitting next to each other there, st. mary star of the sea, saying our easter prayers – it’s the most amicable thing we’ve done together in months aside from fuck. i prayed to […]
let me be your man
back to this. we separate and, for a moment, it’s like drowning. punishing and wet. soaking, ugly, desperate. my neighbor’s basement floods and the pipe gushes water all day long. remember when mine did that? remember the hole you dug down there for the sump? i do. i loved looking at you squatting in the […]
