Peace in My Bowels

Julie Morse

My girl smells like maple syrup and hay.

Her drink and legs they're everywhere.

Fiction or nonfiction
Autofiction :)

i tell them of the violences endured / & how i began working here at 17. / five days later: no longer able to speak, / nor walk, frozen in stillness.

September 17, 2026 | Poetry

burrowed in my
fear like I was making a home of it.

September 16, 2026 | Nonfiction

Record-breaking heat today and tomorrow and tomorrow.

September 15, 2026 | Poetry

Open Windows
A Contrapuntal

The heat here in Texas
is such to close the heart and the rain; let

Love is like a museum. You have to look around, experience things, and then leave.

"I loved reading Exit, Carefully. It’s unusual, and in my opinion exciting, to publish a play without previously receiving a major production."

-Walker Caplan, Lithub

Garielle's longest, most peculiar, most particularized book. A sure-to-be collector's item. Delivery 4-6 weeks!