“To Folsom Prison, with Love” and “I No Longer Do Adore Her”
to Folsom Prison, with Love Enough with your cherry dice heart shaped ice cubes, 66’ cadillac, dita von teese’s couch Enough with the smiths…
“A Pleasurable Ailment” and “Cheers to Melancholy, Celebration, and Nothing at All”
A Pleasurable Ailment I quit smoking, so I went to the store to get some strawberries. This morning my usual stumble was replaced with an electric…
To the Women Whose Names Start with the Letter A
“For the first five years of my life, I was a nudist,” is what Adelaide’s opening line of her college application read. I wish I could have thought…
“Tessa’s Marionette” and “The Liar’s Bench”
Tessa's Marionette She doesn’t paint her fingernails like I still do. Her band aid covered hand slithered across the cheap ink in my arms. I always…
