As a student, when presented with an open-ended question such as “what do you feel inadequate about?” the correct impulse, drilled into my young mind, required me to restate the question as a statement and proceed into my answer. I honestly find that tedious as an adult though it may have been easier than aContinue reading “You’ve Been Flirting Again”
Category Archives: Short Pieces
One Sentence Lockdown
Quarantine and Ducks, Newburyport, the one sentence 1,000 page novel
Empty Room
A college friend tells me her boyfriend, someone else from college, feels proud of me for accepting the scholarship without a clear career path from it; it’s not part of a grand resume building plan, it is a jaunt across the globe, far away. My mother thinks it will lead me down an excellent careerContinue reading “Empty Room”
Blowout
The aesthetics of the surrounding area approach the Nordic. I walk away from the spot down Market into and around chaos. The heart has four chambers and surely it’s something that it’s not three or seven. But the aesthetics are Nordic–matte pastels, harsh angles, cozy seats. Each table like a salted fish: good and healthyContinue reading “Blowout”
Liar, Liar
There is a man I sleep with from time to time who is very concerned with the possible existence of other partners. I lie to him. As far as he must know, there is only him; he is, after all, the only one who asks about others. I don’t lie to many people, in fact,Continue reading “Liar, Liar”
LoFi-Aurora 