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Here Lies Caesar and His Men: Worshipped, Lost, Magnificent, Doomed; Homesick but not Forgotten

All this happened both forever ago and about a half a second since, in a span of around thirty seconds. It seems like an unapproachable distance of separation...

Empty Ovens

The smell of ash and winter clung to her stockings like the babies her husband prayed for. Itchy and tight, she couldn’t resist a scratch. Scrtttch. One chipped talon...

The alt-nah

A silent political fringe so low-key they’ve never actually been classified....

Red Bullet

She was a flame. The hot red poker was always cracking down on my fingers as I...

Pretending

I bring my wine glass to my lips, letting the bouquet of it introduce itself to...

Motivation

Feeling lost? Are you scared? I can tell something is on your mind. Look,...

Ego

You think you are a gift. The sun. The moon. The tides. All rise for...

Is This What it Feels Like to be a Parent? (How I came to love my ugliest painting yet)

Ok so every now and then I get an urge to make something. A sculpture, a quilt,...

The Next Morning

There you lie with her Confused, filled with dread and shame The mourning...

Oh, The Places You’ve Been and The Places You’ll Go

With move-in day approaching I began to feel nervous. More than 1,400 miles...