It’s valentines day a year ago we were cat-sitting, discovering each other in our own space for the very first time i got the birth control shot and we ate cold sushi at the kitschy general store while I cried the nurse had prescribed me anti-depressants for my PMDD and I was so excited so Continue reading

Went to the gyno today. It’s been a whole year since I’ve been. To reward myself for getting through, I went to my favorite breakfast spot. Mushroom latte and poached eggs on toast. I recognized the server, one of my dad’s friends from college. I remembered he liked reggae music and my dad said he Continue reading

Just now, I ate the last of our jam Slathered on top of some really bad gluten free banana pancakes The jam we made together from start to finish you showed me where to pick the blackberries How to step over the dog shit and push the spiderwebs to the side Our fingers stained pink Continue reading

depression is this ugly plate I have, each day I load her up; eggs, potatoes, orange slices arroz con lentejitas salmon patty and some bagged salad. some days the plate peeks through; today it was a quesadilla some salami slices at night I hate this ugly plate. on days I have to look at it, Continue reading

Kinda ironic that her best brownie yet is the last one I’ll eat. Continue reading

For Christmas, Smiley sent me crew-length socks with snakes on the ankles, among other things Said that they reminded her of me, of the desert And I’m reminded of the time I bought the gold snake earrings with her and tried to slip them into my pocket Reminded of the time I reached in blind Continue reading

And just like that, the day is over It’s not Christmas anymore It’s Boxing Day. The day where a year ago I sported dark purple hickeys all around my neck like a wreath. Where lust fizzed just under my skin, where Dad M. wiggles his eyebrows at me knowingly and lets me sneak away to Continue reading

“There’s this melancholy at the heart of Reno, and that same melancholy sits deep inside my bones.” – Willy Vlautin Continue reading

Spit it out, but don’t show me. I don’t want to see the bone fragment between your teeth. Continue reading

art aunt rescues fruit flies from her Guinness like they’re her friends “awwwwww buddy… are you too drunk to fly away???” she fishes them out of the foam and sets them outside on the deck to sober up Continue reading