Memory (happy thoughts and all the random things)

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The Stare

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Living Machines

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Memory (negative associations)

The Bug

Some people will find themselves

Skydiver

Skydiver drinking wine

Milgram (If Not Needed)

if not indeed the worst of us,

BETWEEN

Music exists in the space between notes

On 4-Leaf Clovers Not Found

Trapped in midnight maps,

Two-in-the-friggin'-morning

My friends forget

A Letter

It snowed while you were gone.

Cosmos

We’ve created galaxies in city blocks.

church homes

in my Father’s house it is cold.

Siren

I don’t know when it happened

America

In a world of grime, desperation, and hate—

Elegy (No. 2)

What to do with this knowledge that our living is not guaranteed?

Growing Pains

Popcorn in the cracks of couches

Moniker

s. r i a Fridays. t

Clinical Proof: Me

It had been almost a year. A year of doctor’s appointments, ER visits, and elective procedures, and yet there were still no

The (Cool Side of the) Pillow Book(let)

1. You realize you’re still the same twelve year old walking around inside of this looser skin. Shying into a crowded room at the

For The Love Of Comfort

“Are you sure you want to keep all that?” my mother asked the day we moved, eyeing the box of faded pictures and

Eala Upon Shannon

Like a falcon swooping in between towering mountains, we drifted aimlessly across the wide valleys of the great Icelandic

Memory of Bones

October 31st, 2018

When I Was Eighteen (You Know How It Goes)

I still remember wearing saddle oxfords, skipping practice to get a fake tan, talking to the Catholic school boys, and trying

Novel Excerpt: "Internecine"

The sight of a building going up in flames is the sort of thing that scares normal people. Fires scare normal people because

The Inventors

The world rushed by the window of one of the train’s many passenger cars. The crowded car was anything but silent, but

No Smoking

Waking up is hard for the average person, sleep is much easier. Drifting through a deep sleep and good dream is easy. I

Afterwards

Afterwards, lying in the hotel bed, Nora Preston suddenly wanted a cigarette. It had been more than fifteen years, and she’d

A Thief

He wasn’t stealing. That was the thing about it. He wouldn’t have stolen a thing, not with this law. But finding things--

Something Small

The crowd of people looked like a huddle of penguins greeting their mates after a long day of fishing. Wails of connection