standing on a beach with a nun wearing all white.  she tells me that the woman out in the waves has been crying for me the whole time.  i can see myself in a hospital bed, head wrapped, faced bloodied and beaten, drugged and in a coma.  i’m embarrassed that she has seen me in […]

sitting with friends on a couch.  we’re arguing about healthcare.  someone needs birth control and we’re trying to explain that they can get a gyne exam at a catholic hospital but they won’t write a script for the pill.  it’s different where she’s from so she doesn’t understand.  me and the boys shrug.  we decide […]

in a white farm house like Jaimie’s. i am watching through the windows.  there is a kid at the end of the driveway, hitting the ground with a stick and pacing.  there is a teenager walking in circles in the yard strewn with leaves.  i go out the side door onto the deck and there […]

with friends on the edge of a silent and empty city.  it’s like chicago, but some parallel version of it.  it’s almost time for them to leave and we lament that none of us went for a swim.  so i jump in the canal/river and laugh about how nice it is to swim. but as […]

at the pet store.  speedwalking through the aisles.  the place is dirty.  the glass cases are blurred with fingerprints and gunk.  there is hamster bedding everywhere.  but i find her.  a little baby hannah, just a couple months older than when we first found her.  i needed her since the first hannah was getting older […]

Dreamfriend challenged me to paint a picture using only the colors an ocularist would use. And so I painted what appeared to be rows of black waves on white paper. but up close the waves were pixelated, the colors of the worlds’ eyes plainly visible.