


Mothers and Daughters
10 months old. The age at which you understand the world isn’t safe. Can’t be trusted. Unable to speak but already you know.

e0e0e0 sky
We wait to download our last update to experience the rain as we knew it one more time.



Musings from the mental hospital
In the emergency room, they watch you go to the bathroom through a window, and they don’t let you close the door all the way.

Delicate Forehead
Her mouth—small—was big enough for her large fears, which she’d communicated to him with rapid desperate kisses.


The Middle has Never Appealed to Me
I’m going to get it out of that way and let you know that I’m bipolar.