Committing This To Memory
The fear is itself consumed by an urge to climb the center console and curl up in her lap.
Family Gatherings
There is a twist and a bite and a snap. There is the breaking of bones, of veins, of will. There is the weight of unwantedness that presses and presses and presses.
Talk About It
Dawn breaks across the horizon and bleeds sunlight through my blinds. My house warms with the rising sun, fills with the smell of freshly brewed tea.
Dangerous Acts
I wished, as a young girl, to engage in the dangerous act of dating a woman.
Safe
For a moment, I closed my eyes and inhaled the scent of wildflowers on a hot summer day, scattered around the edge of an expansive forest.




