This Lake of Fear
Drooled into the sea. Nightmares washed me far from shore. I’m stranded, turns out.
The Hazing/Hazy IPA
New girls finish last. Oh! And they take out the trash. And clean restrooms! Stat!
Pray for Understanding
Knowledge is of God. With knowledge, understanding. The true, living God.
How Did I Get Here?
How did I get here? I mimic those around me. As they find answers.
My Cousin’s Clothes
Looking up to her I see myself but diff’rent In all ways but one.
Eighty More To Go
Like a babe up late. These pages have seen much—but! So little writing.
His Name Was Biscuit
Pressed between fingers. A crunch… at once a softness. Buttery like you.
Sugar tang plus salt Bite it and don’t ask questions When on the island…