Homework For Life

Every day is composed of moments. Even during those phases of life in which we feel like we're reliving the same day over and over again, drowning in the monotony. Whether stuck in bed suffering chronic illness, home all day caring for an infant or glued to an office chair for forty hours a week,... Continue Reading →

The Birthday Bidet

With my boyfriend's birthday fast-approaching, I've been begging him to just tell me what he wants.With each holiday, he insists that he doesn't need anything. I proceed to buy him something really fun or highly practical, and he always thanks me for my thoughtfulness as he insists that we don't need to be spending money... Continue Reading →

A Sock, A Tourniquet

I awoke to a twisted ankle minus the explanatory sprain an invisible rubber band still grasping the purple flesh three-quarters of an inch above my ankle "don't wear socks to bed" the doctor had advised but the words fell on deaf ears and chilly toes now resembling those of a blood-drained corpse

A Call From The Clouds

the tin awning pings, repeatedly a call from the clouds: look around you pay attention   the pitter-patter of precipitation striking lightly, then violently a mile-wide percussion band tap dancing on the rooftops   established trees reach upwards twirling gracefully at center stage until their arms grow weary bowing down to the dampened earth  ... Continue Reading →

Death and Taxidermy

My boyfriend has joked that if I were to die, he would face his own demise within three weeks. Death from a broken heart, you ask? Nope, starvation. I've joked, that if he leaves this earth before me, I'm not going anywhere, and neither is he! Several years ago, he suggested that I would probably... Continue Reading →

Let’s Get You A Hare

The other day, my distracted mind mind was quickly drawn back into conversation when my boyfriend nonchalantly said, "let's get you a hare." After years of back-and-forth about the inhumanity of leaving an oversized mountain dog alone in a small house without a backyard for 10 hours a day, the possibility of him suffering through... Continue Reading →

Sonderlust

thighs branded by diamonds torso tilted forward, ever so slightly chin perched upon chilled palm engaged in a theatrical viewing of homo sapien jest and despair passersby transfixed by amorous affairs strategic advances and endless upward swiping the realization arises slowly as the glowing orb ascends the ass-slapping lovers bespectacled checkmate men and teenagers in search... Continue Reading →

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