My palms press against water push through to my thighs while my legs flutter. I move forward. I don’t try to make the water disappear. I don’t want it to drain away. Instead I rejoice in the resistance against my muscles which strengthens them with every pull through the glistening ocean of […]
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The Silencer
I strum the guitar and sing with exuberance, all concern burnt away by the fire of my ardor. A voice penetrates my song—needling, sharp, ...
Road Tripping into the Higher Worlds
How would I ever get home if not for this road with all its potholes? Sometimes I scream in the dark when my headlights ...
Step Off the Ferris Wheel
I thumb through the photo album. There I am in at age six wearing a Sunday plaid suit. Defiant, I dart my tongue at the ...
