Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
They say destruction is a form of creation and God knows we’ve had enough devastation to last us three or four lifetimes— so we spin, moving faster and faster not just to forget about the despair but maybe also to see if we build up enough velocity, will something stick Read more
She first sees him on a Tuesday night at the rooftop bar of the Ace Hotel. He’s wearing dark blue jeans, a white button-up shirt, and black boots, and he and the bartender, an attractive woman in her late thirties with a black rose tattooed on the side of her Read more
When he found you, you were like a caretaker of living vines. You walked free up and down rows of collected lives, learning their ways, seeing the value in their twists and turns. He licked his lips, shook his jailhouse key in anticipation of the mayhem he would bring your Read more
My hand aches forging a kinship with my heart and my head, side effects of sleepless nights and too many poems. My words render no verdict, reduced to scrawled symbols inadequate of expressing the affliction of my affection for you. The rhetoric betrays me— fractured, a breakdown. So I crumble Read more
Nearly eight years after my father’s death, I received a phone call from the nurse I had hired at the end of his life. Jen was a kind and compassionate person, and she had been at his side when he passed away. Because of her other commitments, she was unable Read more
Summer meant grandma’s 80’s brown conversion van. Brown carpet, brown velvet curtains, semi-sheer accordion blinds and dimpled beige leather seats and a third row, pulled at the rusts into a bed. A speaker system more elaborate than the dash and a giant bread cupboard that actually stored a mini box TV. Read more
My delight at the ultrasound tech’s declaration, “It’s a girl,” was immediately followed by a heaviness and fear I associated with that specific gender reveal: the food thing. I did not feel this panic a year ago when the sex of my son was announced. Food things were girl things. Read more
