hybrid
“Profound beauty is terror - we call, we quiver before what could be more.”
Poetry
“dark I hide my breath in my mouth from the stranger…”
“Think, Ahab, upon three last things: world, water, whale.”
“Royal Jelly” and “Ringtone: Classic, Old Phone”
“…a nebula
spreading its arms for the last time, prismatic
nature of funeral sunlight…”
“Someone’s going to have a seizure.”
fiction
“can eyes see too much eye hurts when it looks at things eye hurts sometimes but not others”
“This was the blocking stick, this the flow card, that pan was a gold panner’s tin, perforated.”
“What I have seen is true. Let’s replay.”
“When the power goes out in the evening, lights blink off and A/C fans whir to a halt.”
nonfiction
“My mother said nothing sitting beside me, crying silently, because I didn’t have the words to name what was really wrong…”
“There was a dip, first, like that dip in the living room—that sag in the floorboards of the first college housing I rented. I wondered what had been dropped, what was rotting in places I couldn’t get to, couldn’t see.”
“1. You cannot say it only once, or it doesn’t count.”
“I offered you my heart. Chest cleaved open in the operating room, I watched you hold it in your hands.”
“I submitted a memoir piece about the evil inflicted upon my friend’s
kidnapped/tortured/murdered six-year-old sister, and it got accepted.”
