Esther rises and pulls the cord and moves to the front of the bus, whereupon it brakes and kneels.

The door is open, I said, just come in.

We receive phone calls inviting us to the ocean, (a beach day!) but of course we can no longer fit in the sea. We are too big for open waters.

I’ve bought more used Automatic for the People CDs than I can count.

One day, recognize your malformed loneliness like a tumor in your throat.

Welcome. Please don’t take my talking as an assault to your personhood. 

I don’t feel like I’m very good at writing a serious story with super realistic violence and human emotion. I feel like it has to be filtered through some kind of absurd or weird lens. 

Did we go to Boston twice or did all this happen in one trip? I remember two different rooms but we used to change hotels all the time, just to feel like criminals. Once we stayed in an old converted

The kettle boiled; I made the tea,

And when I turned around,

I saw she’d set the cups and placed

A third one for the skull.

"A Haunting" and "Shape Shift"

Mom and Drew ate tuna melt sandwiches on their porch while a light rain fell from the sky. She pointed to the sun emerging from the clouds and smiled.

"Eve Learns to Dominate," "Farmers' Market," "Small-Town Fuck Geometry," and "Religious Art"

"A List of Men I Have Dated" and "Dear Diary"

He was at the sink washing dishes ... 

The tree frog plays his violin.

“You’re crafty and wise,” the quiz’s benevolent gods tell me.

Twice, my friend was flashed as a child.

For you who shone under the blue lights

I saw her at a campus TGIF three weeks ago. Talking Gender Issues Fridays. It’s a weekly chat-session where students come to look at the week’s current events through a gender lens. The campus used to be single-sex, but now we call it gender inclusive. We were going out of business; there are only so many radical lesbian 17 year olds, and most of them already get into Smith. 

Tortellini becomes my password for everything.