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  • A Brief Portfolio

    the afternoons are perfect

  • The Book of Before All This

    They're retrieving what's retrievable.

  • Because What Else Could I Do

    I alone in a restaurant

  • Nesting & a triptych

    At my parents’ house nothing is in boxes, nothing is packed.

  • Promiscuous and Thanking My Breasts

    Promiscuous is what my mother

  • The Raccoon

    Like an old Italian man,

  • Happy Hour

    I wasn’t supposed to touch the two glazed ceramic turtles

  • Against Surrealism | Anima

    The human heart weighs ten ounces, but I don’t know if it can float. I don’t suppose it makes sense to say I feel like

  • What They Told Me At The Boy’s Club In Gainesville

    Right over there, in the public library, that's where Rahul got shot--

  • Turn Back

    Intergenerational sex is a trend, Jeannine said.

  • naked dreaming

    an artist friend once told me

  • The One Crying in English Class

    From time to time, I still get angry