Dear Future

I watched a spider build a nest inside my steering wheel. I’m sorry baby, try to understand. Am I supposed to cry because the spider’s leg is quaking while it tries to spin its web? The car is too fast, it won’t stick. I see a ramen box unfold across the road. I don’t want […]

The Domestic Bestiary

Here, a dog scrapes paint off the melting door and my dad, beating the neighbors home, pulls a black lab from the smoke; tindered by drier lint. Here, the house is gone, the old wood fort broken down and hauled away. Next door, ugly new Victorian looms; juts its mint green walls up out of […]