Besides, it was possible they’d revive.


The comprehensive account of you and me is just over five pages long.

Nothing to Declare

You check the clock on the wall and see your flight boards in less than an hour. You’re cutting it closer than you like.

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How Grief Works

how voraciously I will hunt in every minutiae of life a hint of my dearly departed

An image showing a hand squeezing lime juice onto traditional Mexican street tacos.


As he drove back home to Norwalk, he kept thinking, the tacos are a bit pricey, / but they are definitely the best in town.

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The Night Had Claws

As our shapes re-emerge from the thinning steam, Sheila pushes the button and once more we disappear. She repeats this ritual in silence until my hands and the soles of my feet are wrinkled. I don’t want to leave this white hard shell. I want to stay here forever, tucked away from the world. Invisible. Safe.

Gray rain against a window.

Rain God

He laughed when I joked I must’ve changed her weather overnight.

A parrotfish, seen in silhouette, swims through blue water

parrotfish tranifesto

when my mate passes i change gender / live a new life / scatter eggs into abyss / sixty feet under the sea