Taco Bells I Have Known
March 1, 2020
I was stoned the summer after high school. We went to Taco Bell every day. I’d been in the system since junior high.
memoir
Saturday Morning
October 21, 2019
Later, the girls stand in front of the open refrigerator, slightly feral: slices of cheese torn from plastic, pickles from the jar, a swig of Hershey’s syrup, jelly scooped out with a finger.
The Pines
August 8, 2019
At that point, we expected locked doors, staff with keys, and intricate systems of levels and points that determined our value, our movements, our freedoms.
I Hiked the Appalachian Trail
February 5, 2019
I spent a few moments gauging everyday items that were wider than this walkway; my dog, my laptop, a submarine sandwich placed sideways, a yoga mat, most table games except for Uno, and me.
Maybe it’s a Liquor Store That Sells Gas as an Afterthought
September 6, 2018
what’s your name
where are you going
do you need a ride
hop in
