Under the Porch
Caiden and I stood in the doorway with one foot inside, on the tarnished honey-colored hardwood flooring, and the other
Evidence of Man
The house resembled what was once a home. The living room ached beneath layers of papers, envelopes, records, and cords.
On Having a “Thing”
In a collection of letters from Kurt Vonnegut, he talks about going out to buy a single envelope. His wife
"Atta Girl"
The Girl Who Ate The Communion Loaf
My grandpa, Popa, started Loop Church in 1987 after my mom’s family
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