They
From above, the college was a series of rectangles. Cinderblock buildings painted industrial grey, a color somehow even more drab and unwelcoming than the standard cinderblock shade. The poorly maintained quad at the heart of campus was almost always empty aside from the occasional student trying to read on a blanket stretched out on the patchy grass.
“First Man,” “Deal With It,” and “The Socks”
Empty as the space
on the back of my neck
where the phantom of your
hand rests just
outside the confines of
my comfortable reach
on the back of my neck
where the phantom of your
hand rests just
outside the confines of
my comfortable reach
Divine Wanderers
Edith fell deeper into a nightmare while her younger sister, Wiktoria, busied herself in the kitchen. The apartment was small enough that the sounds of Wiktoria’s two small children eating their breakfasts carried into the spare room where Edith slept and transformed into the soundscape of her nightmare.
Semiprecious Memories
In the five years Jason and I have been together, never once has he said, “I love you.” Still, I know that he does love me even if he won’t say it in those words. It’s just not how he grew up, and he’d rather lovingly stroke my hair as I’m falling asleep, he’d rather surprise me with my favorite iced coffee…