If I Lived
If I lived in Ohio, I wouldn’t be watching black-jibbed sailboats rock across the foggy bay. I wouldn’t see the lone seagull rise on the… Read More »If I Lived
the great pause (2020 lockdown)
Sorry, Dove
I couldn’t get tibetian nuns dot org to load. I wanted to decipher the hand mudhra of the buddha sitting in our hallway. We’ve been renting our semi-furnished place for a year, which came with buddhas-thank-god, and I didn’t even notice the hand gestures. Or maybe I did, and just learned that each one has a different meaning.
Air Sounds At Midnight
These are the sounds the air makes at midnight: • The air purifier hoovering our bedroom at full tilt• My partner next to me breathing… Read More »Air Sounds At Midnight
Another Ghost Story
My skull can’t hold any more memories, so I walk them off late at night. And this night, as always and despite my very best… Read More »Another Ghost Story
Summer Of What
You, who wakes up tired and confused most days. You, who has dreams more potent than life itself. The stories we tell, the way we… Read More »Summer Of What
RE: Awakened Almonds
Dear Fallon, I saw on the website that you’re the head of customer harmony and happiness so thought it would be best to email you… Read More »RE: Awakened Almonds
Robots Get Lonely Too
I can’t write about loneliness, because it’s a cliche to lament about darkness to other privileged people. Let’s say I’m at a coffee kiosk. Let’s… Read More »Robots Get Lonely Too
More Fires On The West Coast
It looks like we’re on Mars. The sky is orange and smoke is nice for cocktails but maybe not so much for breathing. The burners… Read More »More Fires On The West Coast
Pundit Mountain Is Closed This Week
We regret to inform you that due to unfortunate weather conditions, Pundit Mountain will be closed this week. We typically keep our rides open when… Read More »Pundit Mountain Is Closed This Week
A.C.B.
In the days after birth control was banned, some of us went wild with our hair. We added bright colors and patterns and lobbed off… Read More »A.C.B.
Campfire
You came into the bedroom saying “it smells like campfire.” Naively I replied, “I like that smell. Reminds me of summer camp.” We left the… Read More »Campfire
The Great Pause
When the apocalypse comes we’ll still be on a conference call. Across town, someone will be in the middle of writing a guest post about… Read More »The Great Pause
Pandemic Blues
Ripples of fear run deep through a virus-infected city Torn, terrified, twisted by the news rolling in like a second fog, We crumble more easily… Read More »Pandemic Blues
The Zoom Room
The green light came on. Two windows appeared, then four, six, eight. Someone tapped a microphone. Some attendees checked for food in their teeth, adjusted… Read More »The Zoom Room
San Francisco Apocalypse
Today was the best of days, whether Maggie consciously knew it or not. This morning she woke in a sliver patch of sunlight and realized… Read More »San Francisco Apocalypse