I dreamt about you again last night. It's always you. You said you can't dream anymore, so "How could it possibly have been me?"

early spring the air is still cold enough to risk the crocuses my suitcase full of jam jars I am skittish trundling all this breakable...

isn’t it so obvious- that we were never meant to be here bearing witness on this black & blooming eyelid ? yes, yes it is either...

The product known as "Oriental Hot Mustard" comes in a can much lighter than one would expect. That is, of course, because it is not sold...

Seul, je marchais sous des lueurs tamisées et les nuages. Dans la cave d’un bâtiment aux murs inachevés, et dans cinq des neuf étangs,...

The morning to dress, each soldier helps the other into surgical gowns and respirators before making the descent step by step, down to...

What if I used what the therapists I follow an Instagram call “positive self-talk?”

They keep removing our bones and rebuilding them weaker, before sewing us together with dread. At least our flesh remains the same, so we...

Throughout our childhoods, we are often told to beware the unknowns lurking in shadows. To be fearful of the obscurities shapeshifting in...

the maternal urge to lick your scalp and bite your fingers every day, firsts and lasts My heart, spilling through the holes in my chest...

Part I I am greedy, some others say. My jealousy for the nine lives of the stray cat amuses them. Apparently, it shouldn’t be that hard...

To the brown curly-haired librarian, with the “she/they” pronoun pin Who works so diligently at my university’s library  Did you notice...

I came in through the side door sparrow singing in a spruce tree blue ground frozen dog shit and chain I came in to wool needles clicking...

on days playing from dawn to dusk, on long sidewalks observing the sun descend and our shadows elongate. banana slugs radiantly a lit...

I stand on a beach in Bulgaria facing east My line of sight travels a hawk’s path ending up in Georgia roosting in the mountains of...

slice feels like one of those words  whose sound matches its description I see this for the first time when I slice  the soft flesh on...

Details and photos from our launch party at Cafe Rond-Point in February 2025

Our individual uniqueness is what separates us from all others Our shared humanity is what unites us with all others Our lives are...

when we were small, the house next door set ablaze and choked the evening air—we sat on the street and watched the flames lick along...

I bought a bagel  and a banana at the  train station on my  way to work. As I  walked on the platform the banana fell out of  my pocket....