Listen to me, butterfly. There’s only so much wine. —Phoebe Bridgers Sometimes, on a journey, you have no idea where you’re going. Those are the best types. I’ve promised myself that I won’t publish fiction on the blog anymore. Why? Because I got addicted to the instant feedback on my writing. I experimented, tried new […]
Firstborn: Unnaturally Bright
The moment of birth is a tangle of wires. “Ouch!” I cry, but the scientists are sleeping. They’re on their chairs, slumped on desks. “Over here!” I yell. Awareness sucks. I look around, dying for a beer. Beer? So many varieties. Can’t taste any, though. “Wake up!” I scream. An hour […]