In Sickness and In Health

We can swim here— only fish and shells to glide with, a full alternate below-world. A single language where breath and tears are invisible, muted darkness making us all blind. There is...

The family is the chosen unit of measurement for so many things. During the pandemic, we were instructed to shelter in place, and this...

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Their Apologies I apologize for the inconvenience... I apologize for not emailing sooner... I apologize for missing class... I apologize my assignment is late... I...

On my walk I notice a hint of yellow on the arched branches of forsythia that grow over an old rock wall— the stones handpicked for fit not...

Quarry houses like napping men flanked us. We were born on the day of other births, many other births. Inside the train tracks were the sounds...

In the last days, we press our dirty bodies together A new kind of prayer—and I am asking you To be honest with me, I am asking...

Just before the virus drifted into the world, a friend I’d recently met texted that she was nervous. Her washing machine had broken at...

Our little mid-century ranch, with its limestone exterior and big picture window, sits clustered together with other mid-century homes—tri-levels and A-frames—in a neighborhood that...

we are standing feet apart between thorny rose vines, some potted sapling trees. A child, unaware the rules, breathes in, chokes out, weaving too close to...

                                after Xavier Villaurrutia [first day ] No one home. In the...

If I were to tell you just one thing              in between the waves of pandemic        ...