we are here to vote either for or against a new election.  we are given what looks like popcorn balls, styrofoam seed pods.  when you split them open children’s colorful refrigerator magnets are inside.  they aren’t letters, they’re symbols.  to vote for trump, you use any of the red magnets.  some of the reds are […]

in a World Market type store.  we’ve been allowed to shop today.  the things we’re allowed to get are limited and will be inspected.  but it’s a treat nonetheless.  we giggle and imagine and play down the aisles.  sexangary made a piece of art that she finds for sale there.  it’s a deep wooden frame […]

hiking alone at night over frozen snow.  when i reach my destination (a place where the starlight makes the snow glow blue-white) i look up to see the star in a moonless sky.  i find it easily, burning much brighter than any other star. i see it oscillating up there and remember my history lesson. […]

we’re going to bake a pie or something but first we need to find the required tools: levels, T-squares, wrenches. we have replaced the online stock images for “refugee” with the face of a white man.  if everyone who sees stories of refugees sees a white man as the victim, maybe they’ll do something to help. […]

outside at a picnic table.  my sister and my mom are there.  we’re making food to feed the village and also working out a plan to feed them all the fastest.  we know that if we do not have a plan to feed everyone in a short amount of time that the man will get […]

screaming behind me to my ex that he has to leave me alone now. everyone knows it.  i have important work to do and it doesn’t involve him.  it’s dark. the streets are stone and narrow.  i’m moving a chair on wheels.  i’m going to do laundry.  when i get to the building i go […]

we’re on a boat.  we know it’s going to flip as soon as the wave rolls under us at the wrong angle.  me, my mom, my sister, and my cousin.  age 1991. we don’t have life jackets.  the water is incredibly deep.  the shore is very far away. somehow we are rescued.  the dream skips […]