As Beasts We Travel
Traveling with you is being hungry, always. We prowl the sites like jackals, waiting for our chance to jump. Hot, sugary churros chased down by beer after beer at the ancient bar behind the new colonialist temple, and the ruins of the older Aztec one where we ducked in to escape the rain and warm our July-cooled bones, and stayed until we were as dry and comfortable as the dogs we are, our conversation the only fire, and the music, and the only other people in the place another couple, she with heavy, tightly constrained hips and red, plum-red, hair.
Monster Face
“My boyfriend shows up at my apartment with his face made up like a hideous monster. It’s not Halloween, but he’s an amateur actor, so I’m more surprised than shocked.”
Family Portrait
“A week after Mom leaves, Dad tells us to stop asking about her. A postcard arrives. We recognize Mom’s handwriting. Dad snatches it away.”
Dream Coat
“I get to forty eight and stop counting. Laying each coat on the bed, shoulder to shoulder, they make a heaping, unruly camel’s back that could topple over at any moment. Again and again I return to the closet, lift out a different coat, search all the pockets, drop the hanger in the bag and spread it on the pile.”
from the Jeopardy! Category, GOOGLISMS:
“is wrong is a guy thing is a radical notion in the Czech Republic is the future”
ABCs of Moments and Places I Threw Up Because I Didn’t Know I Was Allergic to Alcohol
“An acerbic alchemy of PBR and hormones
bubble up inside my mouth,
crammed in a theater showing My Bloody Valentine.
Drizzled spit and splatter campfire, bad decisions”
I Used to Believe
“I thought they were rocks, but they’re turtles, moving slowly over one another to sun. Stretching out their gray necks. There’s a man behind me saying, ‘did you get one of these?’ to passersby and holding out a pamphlet titled Are You a Good Person?”
Girl with Green
“At thirteen, she’d stepped out of the forest into a place where the water was a solid sheet of green. She was trusting then –innocent of what the color meant.”
The Rainbow-Maker
“His pigment box rattled. / His brushes bristled / in the morning sun. / Rain had come & gone.”
Satanic Panic: The Role-playing Game
“According to your back story, you have two sons. Kevin, who's eleven, right? And Keith who's fourteen. So it's Keith and his friend from next door. Uh..."Tadpole" is his name.”
YOU’VE GOT A MATCH!
Are your friends writers as well? (is poetry all you talk about?) / Define friendship (my IG friends are closer to me than God)
Girls Bloom to Burn
“My grandma calls it / your bloom. Once I saw a used pad / on the bathroom floor, and the stain / did kind of look like a flower.
Nadine’s Fat Baby
“That’s when Nadine started to act as though she were built superior, even though she didn’t have the widest hips, hadn’t even shown that much before he was born, her stomach more of a suggestion than an assertion of pregnancy.”
Do I Have Post Partum Depression?
“Form 4: Self-Care Checklist
Instructions: as a new mom it is very important for you to take self-care seriously. Please mark each form of self-care you participate in. Please see footnotes for extra detail:”
watching skylines die or the taller our tombs
“I am reminded one morning in montparnasse cemetery / searching for markers in the fog with my new family”
Heron Wading through the Shallows
“‘You don’t have to say anything.’ The blue heron is picking its way through the shallows, and they watch him finding his food. Charles said, ‘There was one time I had to kill a man with a knife.’”
Wish Upon a Bathsheba
“…you think about how the prettiest girl in your Catholic middle school / compared the bodies of girls who touched the bodies of boys to the body of Bathsheba.”