On Floaters and Flashes

I’m filling my Earl Grey tea cup this morning at work when the weirdest water cooler conversation bubbles up. “Let me ask you a strange question.” I smile nervously, “OK.” “You ever close your eyes and press your fingers into your eyelids?” “Yeah, fireworks light show.” “Exactly!” He flutters his eyes closed and lightly demonstrates […]

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My Life As a Published Man

It’s all about confidence, they said. You have to have as much chutzpah as all those dudes who self-publish poem after poem about road kill and baseball, girls, their fathers, chess, sailing, yeats’ gyre and bukowski’s pocked face. I was bold to write aloud before three teachers said they liked my poems. I got excited […]

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A Messenger

What made it all worse was that you had this dream of being a messenger of death. Because in this dream, the news of death was delivered to the individual by a series of worker bees, like yourself, who gave the mortal person a hand-written letter. The hand wrote in a large scrawl and was […]

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Infertility: Part Two

The Miracle My husband and I were thrilled to arrive in Los Angeles to 80-degree weather and sunshine. We immediately parked ourselves on Huntington Beach, slathered in sunscreen to protect our Oregon skin, of course. Despite the sunscreen, we still managed to burn the shit out of ourselves. We came back to our friend’s beach […]

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