The plane hung there, suspended far overhead, so small it required careful squinting to verify its reality. Silent. So still that it seemed to fade in and out of existence, to bend space and time itself. Clouds dissipated over the plane’s edges, blurring it into both being and nonbeing. Solidly ephemeral. The plane vanished behind... Continue Reading →

1990s Lesbian

I woke up in the middle of the night acutely aware of my vulnerability. I felt exposed, stripped bare, unnerved by my fragility. This morning, still weirdly raw, I spied a version of every 1990s lesbian I knew fixing her truck at the Valero. I felt a rush of affinity for this random woman. And... Continue Reading →

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