There were rules to keep him safe, then, and rules enough for now
ESSAY
MICRO
origin story #4
"my shadows, to me, are back doors"
BACK OF THE ENVELOPE
Metaplasia
" Children waiting in empty
lots and melting sandcastles,
enduring as monster-flowers
–monsters, to hurt what hurts
–flowers, to want to live."
POETRY
Three Poems
when I imagine myself / I am always leaving / I couldn’t draw my own face if god asked
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