in time stillness becomes / both theory and myth
ENUMERATE
Notes on Blackouts
I look out the window at our once-bustling city that is now stuck in a perpetual state of Sunday. It’s only been six months since our microwave died, but we’ve both aged so much more in that time span.
“It’s not safe,” I say.
FICTION
Excerpt From Fugitive Assemblage
I wish you were there, author of my predicament. Then you might have understood.
WIT TEA
The Things They Schlepped
MomClub President Jenny Cross schlepped sketches of faces she saw on the street. They were not fully realized images, but Jenny Cross was hoping her daughter had not yet dropped her afternoon nap, so she kept the sketches in a Ziploc baggie in the inseam of her diaper bag. In the late afternoon, after a […]
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When I Am Queen
This is the song
in the song they thought they knew,
had picked it up on their stroll of mere centuries
until she, not a history, still writing,
wrote it on the floor. And it is too late.
