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Shoplifting cigarettes, running the pool table, creating a “pocket prairie”
March 2026I Got You
“I’m your brother,” the man says, then swallows. He is tall and burly with deep-set blue eyes and thinning hair. He wipes his nose on his flannel sleeve and forks some coleslaw from a plastic container.
February 2026Unruly
I’m rebellious, defiant, so I’m sent to the barn, driven there by my newly single mom, or my newly single dad, or my grandparents, or someone else. Another parent told my mom I should try horseback riding. Ice-skating and tae kwon do and ceramics didn’t stick, but I can already tell I’m a horse girl.
February 2026The Dead of Dream Town
As the majority population of Dream Town, the dead hold all elective offices. They determine the hours of the municipal pool. (Midnight swimming!) They program traffic lights to operate on peculiar patterns: Some never turn red. Others never turn green.
February 2026Sleeping Children
What was happening in and to Gaza was not really about democracy at all—or any kind of universal, God-given values. It was simply about power.
February 2026Lasciare Stare
My father took a puff from his Camel / and dispatched his message / in smoky cursive, Lasciare stare, / then said it again softly
February 2026The Eulogy I Didn’t Give (V)
Are you writing his eulogy in advance? Are you afraid / to sleep at night? Afraid your bones are planning / their escape? And what do you mean by love?
February 2026Stirring the Pot
Leading a strike, starting trouble between sisters, feeding strangers
January 2026Love in All Directions
Sometimes you had to conjure your own joy. Scratch that. Most of the time you had to conjure your own joy. So you had better suck it up and start chopping onions.
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