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My waitress brings over a menu though I told her I’d only like a black coffee and says that I really It wasn’t until I was back in the dark, mixing chemicals, stopping and fixing that I felt like everything

Here, there is warm water, light in salinity, pulling you away from its cold, dense counterpart lying But you can’t quite figure out where it’s coming from. You have strayed from the proper path, and are now bound to be forever traveling.

Except a layer of clothes had distanced me from snow. Smashing its body and head, I will watch them from afar on a squeaky swing set. I manically chortle to myself, emptying my giddy as successive spurts of hot breath from my mouth. from a man I don’t know. Walking down his front porch across from the park, he will shout, “I had to wake up early before work

geometry that is available to you Love in weird, weird shapes you have never seen before Love in all forms yourself You don’t know everything yet You do not know everything yet There is so much you cannot see from because it sells better But you don’t have to You do not have to make sense right now Love where you come from vocabulary has no word for where you are going Even if you have no word right now for loving where you come from

Round 1: My mother is stopped at the airport. She begs “Please, if you don’t want me in America please just send me back to Colombia but don’t make Round 2: She goes back. Round 4: Airports scare her. Embassies scare her. America scares her. Round 1: Baja los guantes, ma. This is my fight now.

The hallway—nothing happens there except her. She happens to walk. Oh yes, that is a possibility.

Not feminine in a traditional sense; I mean, none of them could be pretty cheerleaders from high school A blank space where my pussy should’ve been, like a mannequin.

#1 The stage remains dark, only slightly illuminated from upstage right. The stage is quiet except for her chewing and his tapping. Conrad smiles and mockingly salutes her before quickly grabbing the bucket from Patricia’s side and sprinting Patricia : You fuckin bastard get the fuck back here! but while i am blinded by the compass insisting you are north, you have closed your eyes to hide from

Clockwise from top left: New friend Late to the train there is a yellow bellied flicker on the sidewalk Fall 2021 spinning and lights soda spilling on the blacktop leaves the soles of my shoes distastefully

I whisper embers from under my breath, They say the world speaks wonder to the deaf, So I ask two steps all see the light like you all hear my lips, Struggle to hold the words together as they try to burst from May it bless you like many things have before, I’m ready, yes, I’m ready for another heart pounding fight

The aging scars from a blow inflicted by an addict with an axe, or, hatchet, to be accurate. I haven’t seen, for instance, many faces lacking orifices, that can easily be considered, by our standards When you came back up, your face brown with soot, screams rang out in all directions as the villagers mayonnaise that’s been left out on a scorching sun, flickered with the debris of a carcass that has fallen from You mouthed out your dinosaur salutes and although I could not understand them, I heard your sounds.

The light coming in from the small window is cold, the blue-gray tones of Midwestern winters. The girl brushes her teeth, changes her clothes, takes sips from the glass of water she left out last Like the back of a library. She burns her wrist on the edge of the pan, a brown slash bubbling up from the skin. She will walk back into the house and immediately begin scrubbing the dirt out from under her fingernails