Sowing ||| JuxtaProse
There’s a spring-loaded Red Rider leaning next to the glass of my back door. It’s the same gun I used as a child to snap little holes in empty Coke cans. Light shone through, casting stars to the ground … Continued
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Tough Stain ||| The Rubbertop Review
A tea stain can be removed, I’ve heard, by pouring boiling water from three feet up. This is how rivers began, with a sound like infamy, like bantam waves in a backyard canal. I am not safe for fabrics. I … Continued
An Epitaph for the Damned ||| Yale Literary Magazine
Yo pelearía a todo el mundo para ti. Si pudieras estar mi compañero, mi amante, ¿harías lo mismo para mi? ¿Por que no sonríes? ¿Estas recordando? Rememorar los tiempos en los que todos parecían mejores, en los que eras un … Continued
Dairy Barn Angel ||| Sixfold
Everyone was so into Angel. He drove this car with purple undercarriage lights and fuzzy dice hanging from the rearview mirror. His girl Francine was with him sometimes, her arm hanging out the car window like she owned his … Continued