My body, my rock

I’ve always been an early riser. When I was little I would wake up before the rest of the family and sit in a corner just outside my bedroom. Lying on my side I’d look at my stacked knees and thighs. In my skin I saw a canyon. In the curve of my hip a hill. And in the...

Pictures of Speeding Cars and Other Pursuits

When I left Lesley University after the 2018 MFA residency I had no idea I wouldn’t be coming back. I was soon to find out more than I ever wanted to know about malfunctioning lymphocytes, the rituals of stem cell transplants, the blunting effect of chemotherapy on...