You take pride in being the grounded Darling. Wendy is clearly the one “in charge,” and she pretends that these notions are one and the same, but they’re not. Yes:…
They say that it will hurt and I want it to. Give me a kind of pain I can hunger for and fathom, pain that folds itself and fits neatly…
When we did the play at school, I was the house Or the walls that kept the cold out. Or the door that let the fussy girl in. She was…
What will be remembered: My oldest sister. Beautiful and arrogant, leading us through the tunnel. She was strong-willed. She was careless. She was trapped. My youngest sister. Light-footed and clever.…
Kermit was a frog-faced boy, arguably prince of the court pages, or a prince-turned-page; it didn’t matter, he was simply there, and I never considered paying him any attention. He…
Once upon a time, there was a little girl. Her mother called her ‘beauty queen’, ‘the prettiest girl of all’. When they were done with the day’s work, they went…
Swarming comets & comments moons too many mouths twisting & still speaking in seven flicks of tongue seven tremors one of seven dead girls bodies all hyperextended joints & angles…
We visit rooms that look just like rooms of houses from long ago. Eating candied orange peel and ginger on porcelain blue plates, we talk about time. It is preserved…
I prepare the barley and beans knowing I won’t consume them. Knowing this isn’t the meal I crave. Every tale begins and ends with hunger. A barren couple yearns for…
Oh sisters dear, no more the stars, No more the soft grass underfoot. United then, we’d slip out from our window, Step down into cool night worlds. A dozen girls…
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