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the long way to a small, angry inbox

Normally, this wouldn’t matter so much. A few nights ago, I logged into an old Yahoo account that I habitually checked and used for retrospective...

To My Daughter, In the Present

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

Love Letters 1918

Dearest Olive: Once more I am going to the country club with Ernest Vogt, but there are about two minutes before he comes for me....

How I Became Greta and Alan

For an absolute stranger, Bob Coyne calls a lot. Over the past two years or so he has called at least once and sometimes...

Reading Sontag When Life is Sci-Fi

I’ve never been able to read much non-fiction, always lamented my impatience for it. And yet now I find I’m unable to put down...

Pandemic

Some saw a raven with ruptured feathers. Some smelled the homeless millions pressed inside a drop of blood. Some felt dark planets tilting. One planet, covered in...

Capacitance

Coronary sinus that fills and releases. Cascading breath falls to basin. Small branches stretched exhaling temperamental at best. Thumbprints on frosted glass. Windows outlooking lots. Full of forgotten...

Losing Taste Amid Coronavirus

In my big Italian family, cooking together is a chaotic, noisy, raucous production. We bump into each other, fight over the accompanying playlist, and...

Death Toll

In Guayaquil, Ecuador the deaths in early April are eight times higher than usual. The first ones to die are buried in Laurel Oak...

“Find Everything You’re Looking For?”

Despite the naysayers among my family and friends, I decided to see what was happening in retail. I’d always wanted to sell things when I was a kid. Must be the money––people hand over money to the seller. Who wouldn’t want that?

Widow

God, You carry this device in my chest called   love &  I - a child of  infertility - choose you to  sterilize  the left testicle  of ...

I’m Trying to be a Person

I’m Trying to be a Person on whom nothing is lost. I have ruined several custards with scalding impatience.             Not...