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Harold’s love seat—as we still referred to it, years after his death—was upholstered in gold brocade fabric. I was never able to touch...

In winter, I lose a piece of myself in the leaves, each flaking flukkra of snowflake falls without asking anyone first, and in this fluff...

The universe keeps giving me opportunities I don’t deserve I let them dribble off my hot cheeks like tar scented rain drops I can’t do...

Some prove the calculus wrong at the moment saying I was a dead star in a ghetto of epilepsy of April’s explanation and was from right to...

And so it has come to this: A half full bottle of French’s Mustard; sour orange juice; two slimy hot dogs in in a packet with whitish...

One ascends nearly 7000 feet in the Davis Mountains to catch flashes of the large metallic globes. The cries of ravens echo through...

When my bad habits catch up with me, there will be lovers giving each other their first kiss at the highest tip of a Ferris Wheel and it...

King at nine. Dead at nineteen. Pathetic. Am I even a man? Amulets. Scrolls. Leather boats. Growing up is the fever dream that traps the...

Within the soul of an abandoned farmhouse somewhere in the middle of lost and forgotten and about to be reclaimed. Shattered doors and...

Bathed in shades of milk and strawberry Pop-Tart filling, the rectangular package had popped into my field of vision in the Awkward Aisle...

Before the night the smooth jazz clothed their bare bodies & created a new sense of vitality between them, she wasn’t sure if he’d stay....

In summer of 1967 Lenny was almost thirteen. When his mom asked him if he was sad that his childhood was ending, he said, “No, but I...

I grew up near a two-cat place, the oldest town in California not birthed as a hatchery for cities. Cities progress: box store building...

Clouds like clods of cosmic clay clustered over the imposing stone monastery and gardens splashing neon hues against the stern chestnut...

Altaa** from fertile footprints has left a bloody trail; patterns fading after a few steps. The walls burnished here and there with...

Aunt Stokesia gave this very gorgeous morning complete with sun and a lulling breeze with pink lily buds bopping open when it seemed even...

You ask me to mirror you. I don’t exist to help you imitate yourself. I exist to break silences you did not know, to make you hear and...

Somehow the road wavers a mist hovers downtown everything is reclusive and the sun callow-faced I walk down the steps a little uncertain...

She gained more freckles in New York. Her nearly iridescent skin now dotted with grace. Her constant delay she blamed on the trains. She...

My grandfather nearly lost house wife kids Friday afternoons paddling through smokers’ fog sitting at red and black betting on green. His...