Stories Poems Essays

The Leaving

“Her battered suitcase bumped behind her down the cracked concrete stairs, over dung-brown leaves plastered to the pavement.”

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“In an ultrasound tech’s office, I fold my arms like micro-origami. Maybe I can hide under this crepe paper sheet…”

“dandelion clock—the fragile dismantling one puff at a time”

“maple leaves curled into veined orange goblets holding dew cocktails”

“His pretty little birdies flew away. The thing about being a ghost is that I get to scare the shit out of people…”

We gaze, zone out, read.
Boxed dinners, cards, Ipod beats
Our lives intersect.

“Balancing on one leg atop a giant boulder, they look at the camera, their eyes alight with laughter…”

“this book, some bug spray, comfortable bench in the shade, worlds overlapping, new light reflecting…”