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Martha | Poetry

Martha | Poetry

you unknown root my wild card I had you, old woman with still-dark hair squatting by the wood stove hardly glancing at the tiny girl, the post-war baby. my daddy told me we were Blackfoot from you. so in cowboy games I wore backyard feathers. later in his dream west...
Refrigerator Poem | Poetry

Refrigerator Poem | Poetry

I thought cold rot would be better than warm rot, so I turned the breaker back on after the renters left a family’s worth of food in the fridge, but the heat got to it before I did, liquefied the butter and ice cream, pressurized the soda cans so that I had to...
Evolution | Nonfiction

Evolution | Nonfiction

1. After being chased by men one too many times in my hometown, I decided it was time leave. Go see the world. Or at least the West Coast. I’d be damned if I let a man kill me in my hometown. I was young and full of courage. I placed a prism attached to a string and a...