Memoir: Tales From the Classroom

It all began with my glasses and the two front teeth that jutted out of my mouth. These other tiny … More

Exhibit LA

When I went to LA, I’d walk to the local store every morning. I’d take the corn dog off the … More

Scott Cumming’s ‘A Chapbook About Nothing’ illustrates the feeling of being a newborn adult. Assumptions of stability trail behind us … More

hotel rooms with you burn like vodka carpets / my conscience cannot bear the hardship we left behind but then … More

rice paper dress laidso delicately stuck toher elastic skinholed up in motels with acold gas station cola lip colour smeared … More

for him CANCER, you fucking suck. you’re a worthless piece of dirt who ruins all our lives with your filthy … More

I roll over in my sleep, witching hour in full bloom. The glow of my dumpling night lightmakes shadows on … More

I pour the Prosecco into the glass of apricot nectar. a fitting tribute to you, my dumpling, my lobster. my … More

comparable to the Illiad, your constant affection was the root cause of my destruction and my tormented esteem the female … More

he was always so proud of his new coffee jack, and of how the blood — coffee — filtered through … More