In a 50s style Dairy Queen. Waiting 3 hours for a chocolate shake and flipping out at the servers. Finally getting my shake and it’s warm, dark liquid. In a sitting room crowded with furniture and books. I open a coffee table book. The pages are thick and coated like wallpaper samples. Some drawings are […]
me and my cousins, sitting in the front room at my grandparents’ house. we joke about how we don’t want to adjust the couch cushions because we’re afraid of what we might find. this place hasn’t been cleaned in years. i sit on the floor in front of the couch laughing. i look up at […]
More tornado dreams. And my grandparents. And cousins. And laundry. And fuel. And an aborted or miscarried brother in a peanut butter jar? Like under the peanut butter, hidden there, for me to find and bury… Somewhere.