Prose & Poetry

In a cabin in the woods, surrounded by unencumbered farmland, lived 4 pigs. The old farmer […]

We thought a cross-country train trip would be great. We were half right.             The big

The Chechen never rode anywhere.  He knew what he would face once he arrived in Afghanistan

“It just gets you,” Spotify promises. She loves the Daily Mix. It’s an intimate way to

I sit at a small kitchen table and ponder what it means to inhabit multiple realities

It’s all in your head Rosalyn. You’re imagining all of this. You’re completely fine, the fact

Seafoam green is a lie.Sitting here on the beach, wet, muddy, salty, sticky, and sandy,A thrashing

In the East Coast, them dudes were Queensbridge this, Queensbridge that South Bronx that, South Bronx