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First published by Roi Fainéant Press. At the hardwood flooring outlet, the sales rep is an older gentleman (although should we always assume gentleman just because of the older that precedes him?), and because I’m…
First published in The Elpis Pages, A Collective, available for purchase here. Proceeds benefit Planned Parenthood. my belly is a den I feel my cub push down, down towards the mouth of the cave…
This piece was first published in the Winter 2021 edition of Capsule Stories – check out the full collection and order a copy here. In Baltimore, there are five seasons: winter, spring, summer, autumn, and…
Published by For Women Who Roar i’ve seen three geysers erupt one in reykjavik, the backdrop a glacial terrain another in Yellowstone, that faithful one the third came from my mother’s gut beneath her placid…
Published by For Women Who Roar “can you look at it” i asked, without meaning to say those words my head was in my uterus my womb was in my skull he saw the panic…
“Mommy!” she cries, as I walk out of her bedroom. I look back and—“you forgot a hug,” she says. I didn’t forget, have just given her a fresh hug but I retreat, pulled back by…
Originally published by The Hallowzine Issue 2. I didn’t mean to leave, she says after she is dead and body burnt. But leave she did, and all that survives her is a corpse of poems…
Published by For Women Who Roar “I’ll never drive on that road again,” she said, as if it was the road who killed him with her tempting curves and shimmery guardrail waistband. It wasn’t…
What do we know of motherhood when we don’t even know how it shaped our own mothers, changed their peripheral views, altered their hips and dreams and ovarian nightmares? We know them only as our…
“My Mother and the Sea” appears in the Autumn 2021 issue of The Phare: Coast. “You’ll have to go in,” he said. Up to this point, he has been soft, gentle, protective. And he still…