Slack-Jawed

For Boy

It wasn’t that the stars shone brighter when I was beside you that night; it was that the darkness between them now felt comforting and familiar. I yearned for grand and you offered gentle. You stroked my hair with your eyes in the cool San Francisco twilight. Seldom exchanged words flowed like honey from velvet … Continue reading “For Boy”

Glass House

When I was young, I remember being enraptured by the idea of living in a glass house. I imagined erecting my glass home deep in the woods, able to view the going-ons of nature intimately while being safe from the elements. It need only be a single room, blending in with the environment rather than breaking … Continue reading “Glass House”

The Persimmon

The steam wafting off my tea was beginning to lessen before I finally worked up the courage to ask about the sullen mass on the counter. Its skin was blistered and pocketed, its once vibrant orange reduced to a dingy bronze. I inquired after it casually, careful to keep my voice level and slightly disinterested. … Continue reading “The Persimmon”

Renewing the Lease

Joan Didion wrote in The White Album that she was holed up in a hotel in Honolulu “in lieu of filing for divorce.” The waves of the Pacific have a habit of seducing those on the brink of extirpation. This morning was no exception. I sat bundled in a worn blanket on the shore of … Continue reading “Renewing the Lease”

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