Prose & Cons

For Nicole Drunk on wine with laurel wreaths tangled in our hair, we felt like queens running through the weeds Our hands clasped together, and…

I had been on the college’s campus for 19 days and received six negative coronavirus tests thus far. It was a Tuesday night, and I…

Last December looked like this too. Snow fell underneath the streetlights, Negative noise. The snow on the ground made the night look brighter than it…

To wear a dress, one first must not. One must sit in the corner of the classroom silent in khakis and a fluorescent green top.…

A sliver above and interlude of Heaven— A sound from beyond memory mourns out loud in the dark and silver-storming night.  

Driving down a residential road at exactly 25 mph, on the way to get coffee creamer and wheat bread, a mother told her daughter, “I…

“I just want to know you.” The statement stuck with me like a sticky sap poured over every thought. I just want to know you,…

For Analog—   I wrote for miles until there were no voices.  The silence was broken by echoes from above,  Spilling through stained glass clouds.  

Grief is a beast. Sharp claws that scratch at your heart and sink into your soul.  Shredding your stomach lining and knotting up your intestines. …

I consider whether or not it’s foolish to try haunting old places. It’s not my school anymore after all.  It belongs to other children now.…