THE EFFECTS OF ALBRECHT DÜRER’S ETCHING ‘JEROME IN THE WILDERNESS’ ON ACUTE RESIDENTIAL, BEHAVIORAL HEALTH EMPLOYMENT
I found an F. I was at my job, with this kid, a boy, when I stepped on it: a cube, bevel-edged small; a bead: F. Like a lion thing, a thorn. Ouch, I coulda said, woulda, but this boy was watching, and I was wearing my sneaker shoes, their like-Faith cushiony soles. And the boy, no saint, like martyring Jerome’s Lion, he stopped walking when I did. He watched me lift my left foot. The cube thorned into my sneaker’s cushiony sole, like Faith. The boy’s mom is dying, so I Lioned for him: Ha.read more
He had been fingering his sax mutely from behind the door. “No pretending you forgot something in the living room. No ‘Oh, I’m just coming out to get a glass of water.’” Lilly had gone through these provisions like a lawyer walking through a contract, even asking him to place hand over heart and swear. “But what’s all this?” he’d said, hurt. “Don’t you trust me?” “Not one bit,” she’d retorted. “I know you, Gaurav.”read more
I had never heard her utter the word “boob” before, let alone “boobies.” We were a missionary family, stopping to see relatives in Finland before moving permanently (terrifyingly) to the United States. I had known things would change when we left Kenya, but I hadn’t expected this. Boobies? Really, mom?read more
Carmiel Banasky’s debut novel is itself a decades-long plunge.read more
We were driving home in the Subaru, we were
sitting on the couch with
nothing in our hands and the movie paused.
When I glue the hybrid, its sound makes a memory like bones or like a pyre for all the oceans one can feel.read more
I’m blaspheming traffic.
I’m mincing some celery.
I’m holding your hand while you eat.
The snow was falling on the beach/
and so the children/
into their hands.
Another boy thinks his father/
dies each time he leaves home.
But I followed instructions! Wring blood from a stone and use the drops as lip gloss./
My new job is branding mascara. This one’s called “The Tracks of My Tears.”
I own a spleen of transcendent variety. It serves as a beacon of bodily function.read more
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