O Captain! Our Captain! Your birthday now has come, Another year you’ve weather’d, the Covid fight near won, A Spring Break’s near, once...

To you, who asked why I had not yet written As the sun warmed cupcake frosting, half-bitten While eating outside at the picnic table. I...

it’s funny the importance we place on certain days the weight we give them an arbitrary value while in reality each morning that we open...

I remember my first lie. The Colour Table was a rectangle squatting on four legs in the middle of the Kindergarten room. On Mondays, we...

When galaxies unfurl their softened arms releasing what was once held close Stars blink, bleary-eyed, before winking out of existence The...

Unexpected call: my sister’s voice, familiar as my own heartbeat.

the way a civilization leaves the archeologist pieces of itself to be uncovered hints that I once lived here: a half-bottle of shampoo...