Finally, Mr. Mackey, the chair of the school’s English Department, delivered a rambling panegyric about the school’s depth of talented writers. I left my seat in the bleachers to fetch a Dr. Pepper from the vending machine.
Finally, Mr. Mackey, the chair of the school’s English Department, delivered a rambling panegyric about the school’s depth of talented writers. I left my seat in the bleachers to fetch a Dr. Pepper from the vending machine.
A life spent on your tiptoes, trying to fish the moon from the sky is, in fact, very good.
A life spent on your tiptoes, trying to fish the moon from the sky is, in fact, very good.
They were a bull dyke in a bull dyke’s body, so God refusing to LET [THEM] DIE was more like, fuck.
They were a bull dyke in a bull dyke’s body, so God refusing to LET [THEM] DIE was more like, fuck.
He struggles to come up with actions that give him a sense of joy or purpose when she is not around.
He struggles to come up with actions that give him a sense of joy or purpose when she is not around.
Abigail’s face blotched with hot blood. I made my way to the back of the room, ordered a whiskey at the open bar, repainted my lips cherry red.
Abigail’s face blotched with hot blood. I made my way to the back of the room, ordered a whiskey at the open bar, repainted my lips cherry red.
Yesterday, The Coffee Cart Guy on 38th and 6th had sex with Rachel on the floor of his metal breakfast cart.
Yesterday, The Coffee Cart Guy on 38th and 6th had sex with Rachel on the floor of his metal breakfast cart.
When taking drugs of this caliber – drugs that show you death’s light – there is always some part of you that wants to die.
When taking drugs of this caliber – drugs that show you death’s light – there is always some part of you that wants to die.
Wild as the jungles they came from,
where boas flexed around their trunks —
like my other brushes with miracles,
the men who love you back, how they come
to you, gorgeous and invasive,
Love is like a museum. You have to look around, experience things, and then leave.
"[Her Lesser Work] is a collection of mordant and formally inventive stories circling themes of, let’s say, desire and escape within repressive structures."
-Walker Caplan, Literary Hub
