Last night my roommate tapped on my door at midnight. I was naked in bed watching Fleabag (apt), launched myself out of bed in a panic, scraped my knee, wrapped myself in a towel, and answered. She was in her underwear. Such are the luxuries of living in a house of women; none of us […]Read more "Ode to an Infestation"
I lean my whole weight into the barn door, and out of the darkness two horses mutter at me. Two barn cats perch delicately in the gloom to my left. Two gleeful dogs boil noisily about my ankles and slip into the cool shaded dark. I walk down the aisle, surrounded, and speak to all […]Read more "In Relation to the Ground"