desert, girls, abandonment
by rebel green
Bainbridge island — A gas tank nearing empty and disdain that can’t be controlled, you fold
Pulled by the desert’s cold into a bar saturated with stovetop grease
Your expertise is in affliction and in marrow of the dis...
running, girls, Parenthood
by Sara Distin
Longmont — Running up a trail I take a couple times a week, I hopped a few rocks around a father toddling up with his daughter, she 3 or 4 years old, I guessed.
As I passed she said, “That’s a goo hikeh.”