Somewhere else

It begins with a small impatience. Something about the light. Or the way it has been warm for three days straight. The consistency of it. The knowing. So it flutters. A quickening under the skin, beginning. The desire for something more. For something less, perhaps. No matter, as long as it isn’t the same. AsContinue reading “Somewhere else”

A place like this

Chewed up. Spit out. That’s what they say about girls like me. In a place like this. As if the city has jaws. Great, chomping concrete jaws that bite down on new flesh, and then, disgusted at the freshness, spew it back out. As if the streets are littered with lacerated hearts, with open wounds and cardboard stories. They say I’m boundContinue reading “A place like this”