Chicxulub
So if you looked up / and saw flames painting the sky, / what would you think?
Poetry
The Truth Stings
she has to ask it again as I lean in closer / “Do you ever have doubt?”
My doll watched
As we slipped off their dresses and dipped them one-by-one into their pool, Barbie stared, unchanged, and I thought of when I first unboxed her, newly four, half a shelf of dolls beside the built-in closet.
The new clock
and my heart is a crocodile mimicking death. I seek God in a temple
Genesis
no rib bones please!
Space Potato
Everything I think, everything I am is foreign.
The Delights of Eating on the Job
And if you’re feeling extra bold, you can try to eat the food.