One-hundredth birthday balloon suspended over her throne at her daughter’s dining room table laden with eats. Centenarian reigns. Talk,...

Was she pretty, poor, ugly, rich? Hard- working or lucky? Her 7s look like boarding school in Switzerland, but her...

The last thing I remember as my eight-year-old head hit the pillow was that we had to move. The landlord sold our home, and the new owner...

I wanted to be ten when I was eight, I wanted to be eighteen. I wanted more when I was young. I craved a mind which opened naturally to...

It's where we all go, where the dough uprises, becomes bread. Thirty-and-nine. Scratching my balls at a Ballenchine ballet. The...

1. Sweat slick. Firm grip. A knuckle carved trail to an open mouth. Silent oh, but my god, I’m sorry for not calling your name. 2. Pop as...

Makeover montages and infomercials of the early 2000s taught me beauty is just a flat iron away— Fix unsightly frizzy hair by scorching...

For Frank Stanford Night of crisp hay, full moon, warm wind, hiking around the reservoir. We didn’t yet know what sacred meant, but I...

With your friends and I’m watching you through the doorway while you talk with her on the bed / Does my hair not shine like it did when...

Back when it was a treat to sleep in tents on the ground, we rafted down the Snake River in Wyoming. Loaded with eight tourists, the raft...

was my nickname. I’d fly from my crib as a toddler. As soon as I could stand, I’d rock for momentum and hurl myself forward - arms wide....

In your bedroom, you hold me close my chest shot-through from virus, cylinders of light cracking my ribs sternum woven shut, me, gasping...