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please. can you keep your furniture off the grass?
It’s Sunday morning and I’m on my way to work. It’s ten to seven so I’m not going to be early but I won’t be late, either. I back out of my driveway into the moonlit street, chuck my car into gear and...
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yes, the dead have birthdays
These dates, anniversaries, they don’t creep up on you. They freaking chase with a shovel. When the year anniversary of my sister’s death drew close I knew it: four months, three months, two months,...
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Since Time
Eighteen months is forever to a dragonfly. Ask that dead one on the deck that the cat hasn’t had the decency to eat. She eats everything else, that cat. Especially possum face, but that’s another...
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grief, you are a strange privilege
Oh, June. Just six days ago you were a dream, a bit of a yucky one, and I was thinking about you, dwelling on your arrival. And then, June, I did the stupidest thing, I challenged you. Threw down my...
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hot values and flat feet
Three things a cyclist need; a bike, hills, and her knees. I still have my knees but they are taped and can’t I bend my legs properly, so no cycling. I walk up and down the stairs like I should be...
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tears are bullshit but better in a swimming pool
Coming off your anti-depressant is no picnic. Or it’s a shit picnic, in a crap spot, with ants, and sand in your sandwiches (naturally), plus you left the cups at home. My skin feels like it’s got bugs...
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how to celebrate your dead sister’s birthday
Text ‘happy birthday’ to her old number. You never know, you may get a, thanks, it’s not my birthday but thanks in advance, or you could get, who are you, or you may get a message failed message...
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