Eat beef: the west wasn’t won on salad.
RECENTLY PUBLISHED
Fourteen Ways of Looking
At fourteen I imagined that in the face of great tragedy, I would be brave, heroic even.
“Connotations” and “Rewrite request”
Gradually conceals / suddenly. Confiscated takes a bullet for / stolen. A whole family hiding / beneath the floorboards of language.
By The Numbers
On the coldest nights, you could hear these other lives. Broken housing contracts and paystubs-that-never-were fluttering their wings in the wind.
Dark as in Lunar Silence
The moon tries to stay hidden, too, each
attempt as unsuccessful as the last.
