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Getting Away, an excerpt
Fiction

Getting Away, an excerpt

It was an unquestionable terror that she knew should have been hers. But instead, a cool certainty left her awash … Continue reading Getting Away, an excerpt

Time (In My Mind’s Wild)
Poetry and prose, Prospective songs

Time (In My Mind’s Wild)

It was late when you called me upAnd too dark out to see your faceBut you drew me in, you … Continue reading Time (In My Mind’s Wild)

Poetry and prose

Ruin.

There was a desperation In our willingness to cling.We tread slowly for months, clutching hands —Our fingers clumsily intertwined.As if the … Continue reading Ruin.

Stay.
Poetry and prose

Stay.

A notion to run first hits her in the early morning — that nighttime glow still hanging in the room on the … Continue reading Stay.

Poetry and prose, Uncategorized

No Given Day

On no given day will we come to mourn. From this book, they’ve never torn away the darkened hues of … Continue reading No Given Day

An Increasingly Inebriated Stream of Consciousness
Essay, Personal, Uncategorized

An Increasingly Inebriated Stream of Consciousness

The concentration with which I watch the condensation collect on a full glass of beer at this bar is unmatched … Continue reading An Increasingly Inebriated Stream of Consciousness

Poetry and prose

Better Weather

When distance means silence,It gets us off-centerWhen you meet someone new,I obsess how you met herWhen you ask how I’m … Continue reading Better Weather

Poetry and prose, Prospective songs

Driving Up the Coast North of Port Huron

Driving up the coast north of Port HuronWith all the houses set far backAnd glimpsin’ the lake through window cracksThe … Continue reading Driving Up the Coast North of Port Huron

Poetry and prose, Prospective songs

You Had to Leave Home (It’s Fine)

I call you upIt’s been two months sinceWe talked lastI’ve cleared my conscienceOf all the things I said back thenSo … Continue reading You Had to Leave Home (It’s Fine)

Poetry and prose, Prospective songs

No Matter What You Said

I was gonna love you, no matter what you saidListening to you talk on a Saturday in bedWe spent time … Continue reading No Matter What You Said

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