Maybe grief is an artifact. Or a trinket God hands you that you’re bound to keep. Once you have it, you can’t be caught without it ever again. You can’t give it...
The Rodeo Queen disappeared. This happened during the parade. She felt so wonderful, everyone in town watching, she deer-legged and waving from the back of a Fo...
Maybe it began in the cool, green darkness beneath my mother’s rhododendron. Somehow I must have sensed, even at eight years old, that what I was doing was wron...
I tried to count the blisters on my feet while you watched from the doorway. At age five, you were a year younger than me, just outside a dirty bathroom in a ho...
Then Larry moved me in to the storage and prep room where he handed me off to Tony, who was supposed to show me what to do next. He was a little guy with one of...
With only one non-binary and two masculine-of-center members, the group of friends was decidedly femme-heavy. Nomi announced this during New Business, with Priy...
From her first breath, Sonya and her body have been at odds. It began as a force of uncooperative chaos that required overcoming. Abundant resources were consum...
The months leading up to the millennium felt like an agonizing sermon in a packed church, the never-ending kind that loquaciously drags past noon and into the s...
We are here because we have made mistakes. Depending on who you ask there is either something medically wrong with our brains or we’re ungrateful scumbags, liar...
