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Mar 24

your god | my god

my son falls asleep with prayer dissolving on his tongue eyes closed safety and peace his dreams statistically your god answers the prayers of white boys who ask for these things but what god paves paradise and puts in a parking lot what god sends his people to the capitol steps right across the street from a…

Poetry

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your god | my god
your god | my god

Dec 9, 2021

i’m still here

(and everything is still awful) (but it gets better) (maybe) on the same day I tearfully call the veterinarian to make plans for my porch cat’s evening euthanasia I pass the final exam for a university math class I’ve lived in fear of for twenty years on the same day they tore down the Lamplighter Inn where my little…

Poetry

1 min read


Sep 29, 2021

Done not Perfect.

A very short story. Her therapist told her not to get hung up on perfection. The opposite of done is perfect, she’d said, and Monica wasn’t sure if that was the actual quote but it got the point across and kept her from feeling guilty popping the top on a…

Short Story

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Done not Perfect.
Done not Perfect.

Sep 22, 2021

no hustle

I do not want to grind any more no hustle no blessing no slay I do not want to high knees or move mountains or leave a mark or make an impact I want to slow roll down a grassy slope eyes closed catch a butterfly hold my breathe in the presence of a…

Hustle

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no hustle
no hustle

Aug 29, 2021

Clean

I can promise you my bathroom has never been so clean as the time I listened to Andrea Gibson read the holy words to Thank Goodness while I scrubbed and while I screamed there are and will always be some things that are made clean and holy through inner contemplation outward resignation through quiet and other…

Poetry

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Clean
Clean

Jul 17, 2021

From Laramie, With Life

When we travel, alone without their father, I opt for a story and save money in the seedy motels with creaking doors opening to my parking spot. …

Travel

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From Laramie, With Life
From Laramie, With Life

Jul 9, 2021

the summer she realized she had gotten so goddamn old

so after all that bullshit it turns out that we are still doing still swaggered sweaty summer late night creek side simmer sort of middle school wet dream fantasy mid thirties kneeling alongside open car doors road trip side show slow down slow roll knees bent stations of the crop top chop shop hot shot stick shift to slide around spread wide watch…

Poetry

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the summer she realized she had gotten so goddamn old
the summer she realized she had gotten so goddamn old

Jul 6, 2021

Fly High, Mama Gay

We are driving east across rural Montana when I get the news that James Patrick Fortin has died. A few hours earlier, as my old and trusty van rumbled down gravel roads in West Glacier, we’d turned on Bohemian Rhapsody and sung loudly, all the voices. …

Death

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Fly High, Mama Gay
Fly High, Mama Gay

Jun 21, 2021

Dying

I think about dying every day so when Eric the yoga instructor encourages us to inhale and then exhale and then close the back of our throat and let ourselves feel empty and let ourselves feel need I think *this* is how I want to go mid-breath needing laying on my back or stretching…

Poetry

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Dying
Dying

Apr 1, 2021

Bird

My sister’s house boasts a large picture window south facing just off her kitchen and below it or in the bush near it lives a bird who has knocked itself silly running into the glass Daily more than once a day my sister and her family will hear the bird shuffle her wings…

Poetry

2 min read

Bird
Bird
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