The roof hangs over our heads like a large, strange tooth, rendering us tiny sardines, flipping about nervously, in the open mouth of Dulles Airport’s
—After Borges and Shakespeare I watered my own soul but I Watered yours too because who Doesn’t want more pale amber Bursting and seeping but
In the summer, there’s a specific intersection on Boston Ave that is dense with familiar colors. Groceries cradled in both arms, I pretend that the
I was sweating on an overly warm October day when I passed an empty baseball stadium. I want to go to a baseball game, I
She did not love her first boyfriend either, even though he’s your dad. Keep your options open, because she was the bougie yellow girl who
On the way home, Q stopped by the food cart and bought hotdogs, then at the flower stand two lilies fresh out of the water.
On Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday nights, Thea had to answer to the name Doreen. A few days ago, her first day on the job, she
My mother calls me while I am on the bus and says, your sister just died in a car accident. They tell me after that
Dear Reader, I did not know how to speak when I came to this country. Wide-eyed and Cyrillic-sympathetic, I learned English at age five. My
We live out a phase of utopia and short and long hair. & We use future scissors and future lengths of string.
God has left a lamp on in autumn’s living room. Though the humid months have gone, taking with them their concentric circles of sweat and dirt, the air