The body teeters on a fulcrum, one base pair away from disaster.
INSIGHT
POETRY
From the Archives: BNA → LAX
“I return to my birthplace with a focus on breath. / It’s easier to inhale the California landscape.”
WIT TEA
Glacier Selfie™
It’s giving… Titanic vibes?
FICTION
Everywhere
We know our place and keep to it. We believe our place to be all places. We find the crack like water. We crawl. We beg. We scream. We tapdance. We sing. We sing. We sing.
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The Ocean
Symbol-sick, a girl in girl heaven / kissed a girl on a zebra-print couch, reanimating herself into a person.
Roadside Attraction
Standing on the deck feels like being at the edge of an empty picture frame, or on a stage upon which a show might be performed—or might not be, depending on your luck.
From the Archives: Cover Yourself, Honey
“Cover yourself in honey, raw, roll it into your cheeks like iron scraping away at the edges of you”
