// ghost ship

  The Ghost Ship fire is almost too horrifying to contemplate. Multiple friends of friends are still among those unaccounted Continue reading →

// the dust of a tuning fork

    I flew home via El Salvador in the middle of the night after spending the last month working Continue reading →

// this is not the real cover, and other stories

  My father used to line up water bottles of diluted Tang and Country Time lemonade, pile up bagels on Continue reading →

// blissful (un)democracy

My last semester at Mills, I sent my MFA thesis to O Books out of a combination of Why not? Continue reading →