November 30, 2017

The year I am Mary

in the Christmas pageant, I blush,

      soundless next to my Joseph.

Our baby Jesus, wide unblinking eyes

edged with stiff lashes, reaches a plastic

arm to the ceiling, his mouth gaped

near my chest. My only line:

      Is there room for us at th...

November 9, 2017

I just finished Behind the Scenes at the Museum by Kate Atkinson, and wow, I wish it took me longer. Although this isn’t one of Atkinson’s most recent novels (I highly recommend checking out Life After Life—it will blow your mind), I don’t find myself bogged down with...

November 6, 2017

“Look at this!”

Spittle rests in the corner of the old man’s white pressed lips. In his sudden rage he tosses
the hospital bed sheets to the floor. Thick fingers grasp at his scrotum, stretching it so that the
skin is a blue spider web of blood vessels.

“Don’t ever let...

November 2, 2017

I just (minutes ago) finished Zoey Leigh Peterson’s debut novel Next Year, For Sure. Holy moly. Read it. Do it. It’s been a while since I’ve read such a lively yet delicate novel-length piece of fiction. Does this mean I’ve been reading the wrong books? Maybe. Thankful...

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