Content warning: suicidal ideation did you hear about the time mom danced all night in prague? she was in love with a saxophone player and, by proxy, all saxophone players. jazz made her feel alive and warm even as the snow fell on cobbled roads and she and...
Going in with her, she made sure there was a notebook and pen in her bag, so she could write down stuff they might forget. Set two alarms, drove through the bad traffic, drank unspeakable coffee, talked about nothing either would remember, waited eventually in silence...
Content warning: miscarriage I thought you were something But you are nothing. Not nothing, but not the thing I want you to be. You’re a heavy absence, Blackness on the screen. Languid, yet visible void, Sac within a sac. Dotted lines mark the place You should...
When I returned, I was different. I was cold all the time, wore wool against my skin. The shock of it stayed with me into summer. I could not leave the two-bar heater; the layers piled on. Some fear came up with me into the recovery room, where my teeth chattered and...
Here is a moment from the lives of ancient kings, their high thrones on either hand. From kings to cabbages, the purple nightmare emerges in every blowsy negligee, in every hue. Boatmen swarm there like Algerian pirates, rivers redolent, crossing England by...
Six years, three hundred and sixty-four days since we laid the long wreath of white lilies, roses and spray carnations on the mound of soil, dropped handfuls of claggy clay into the grave, watched it break into lumps on hitting the oak lid, tea and sandwiches in the...
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