December 18, 2020 | Fiction
There’s always a man, somewhere, taking out the trash, his light blue jeans rolled above his ankles; waving at his elderly neighbor watering her tomato plants; picking up the morning paper and
December 17, 2020 | Nonfiction
Exodus Oktavia Brownlow
Why are we so very unwanted, but somehow always wanted by the worst of things?
It was late, and he’d roll out of the parking lot and speed down the hill, sliding through winding backstreets with no streetlights, careening all over the road like he thought us coming face-to-face with death would make me feel better about working at Walmart.
Does Kanye West Need God or Does God Need Kanye?: Kanye’s Holy Ghost Tent Revival Sunday Service (On a Friday)
immediately I thought, “Oh shit! They got Kanye!”