Just a spoonful of murderThe woman turned down an alley, and Jack followed. His movements were beyond his control, propelled by a hunger that had grown ever since…Sep 15, 2021Sep 15, 2021
(Mine)fieldsIn those early days their conversations were cautious, as always tends to be. Anecdotes and experiences chosen carefully, shared to reveal…May 23, 2021May 23, 2021
PocketsWhen a relationship ends, the parts of our lives we shared but no longer need should end as well. We should be able to cut them out of…Feb 14, 2021Feb 14, 2021
MatchWhen the virus began to spread, I didn’t notice because I was too busy swiping right. The app keeps showing you faces; smiling, posed…Feb 1, 2021Feb 1, 2021
SextIt starts the way all sordid stories start now; with one of them texting ‘You up?’Jan 28, 2021Jan 28, 2021
RhythmThe rain drummed a Motown groove on the roof. The windows shuddered on the off-beats. We held each other under the blankets; finding our…Nov 25, 2020Nov 25, 2020
ConnectingThey held up pieces of themselves, pressing them together. Sometimes those pieces fit seamlessly; others would need to be pushed, bent, and…Aug 1, 2020Aug 1, 2020
When isolation endsWe will sit in bars, drinkting elaborate drinks out of chilled glasses, bumping into strangers, jostling one another, careening off each…May 2, 2020May 2, 2020
