Broadway

In class this week, my students argue whether we should share           pieces about sexual assault during workshop. I miss the first part of the conversation because the words S.A. send me           into emotional blackout. I’m sorry, I explain to them. You couldn’t hear me for […]

Heist

You, beautiful, with a mother’s diamonds in your pocket, hands full of clear plastic baggies, blonde hair pulled back with a bobby pin. We’re rolling joints on a faded porch, we’re into rocking chairs in the dull light of a mostly faded moon, we’re uninsured,  nervous, shaking as pieces of burnt toast pass  through our […]