My eyes followed Tracey’s hand movements as she spoke wildly about Spenser and how there had been a wild goose chase Monday, as he had called a bunch of people and then disappeared. The pit in my stomach grew larger and I think Tracey could see it through my shirt.
I keep having this dream where I am in the middle of the ocean at dawn. I’ve been treading water all night, holding onto a plank, being battered by waves. I’m too tired to be fearful of what’s below and I’m about to give in to my exhaustion when I see you standing in the distance. You’re not saying anything and I can tell it’s you, because your eyes are bluer than the landscape. You’re holding a l...
Life is like a sharp stick—if you’re not careful, it’ll poke your eyeball out. It can kill you in a thousand different ways, but at the same time equips you with defense and means to keep yourself fed....
Guardian of the forest, but only at night. Only when the darkness and quiet mix and turn into sweet Xanax, calm. It pours itself over the landscape—goopy and slow. Slow like my gear operated head, mechanically rotating, metronome movements, night vision goggles scanning for prey....
I walked down the stairs into a sea of people, who were all cheering for me around a large cake with candles to celebrate my “rebirth.” I smiled sheepishly, made thankful eye contact with a few in the crowd, then stopped in front of the cake. The flames warmed my skin and flickered in the reflection of my pupils—I could feel them more than I could see them. The flames reminded me that I was succes...
We leaned up against the wall, and I had no idea what was coming next. I could hear my heart beating, giving the awkwardness a soundtrack. I could see my anxiety, and I’m sure you could too, when the cigarette that was wedged between my middle and index finger shook wildly....
Nicki sprinted through the blades of grass, quickly dodging the giant drops of dew that fell from their tips like rain as they shook. She smiled as she crossed the finish line, collected another badge, and walked over to the next activity. It was fairy field day, and this year Nicki was determined to fly away with a gleaming pair of wings....
Different dimensions. Different realities. They exist. In one, dinosaurs walk amongst humans, but they’re nothing like what you’ve seen in movies or documentaries—they are domesticated. I’ve seen it with my own two eyes. People walk Velociraptors like fucking chihuahuas in this other world....
