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: winter
undone, dripping
“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 […]
