Types of magic that only exist after 10 PM on moonless Saturdays in November
An unshareable autumn night: you + I walked along sodium-lit sidewalks. Stars tucked themselves in squirrels nests but didn’t know…
Category: Creative Writing
Write a household poem
This poem has its own house, a hundred closets where the mismatched towels go, one cupboard where the dishes rattle…
The day has no itemized list but it must be completed
Lacking heat, I line my ribs with decorative votives, light them, and forget to say a prayer. A service of…
List of my lost body parts, some found
Tongue. Found balled up in an inside-out pant leg while pulling laundry out of the dryer. Slightly felted. No longer…
Who wants to hear your dreams?
Joni’s looking at both sides of the clouds, and I wonder what could make me feel like I’m not walking…