Cocktail Hour
there were mornings when i’d wake up
and the weight of my own skin
felt too heavy… … Read moreCocktail Hour
True Florida Stories
there were mornings when i’d wake up
and the weight of my own skin
felt too heavy… … Read moreCocktail Hour
The lights turn off, letting unrestrained darkness dominate the room. In seconds, it replaces every element that brought energy and agitation to the once-vivid auditorium. … Read moreCurtain Call
Brown anoles skittered over scorching cement,
as they desperately fled sweaty fingers
covered in chalk dust
and a lopsided smile that was missing a couple teeth. … Read moreJunebug
“Raise your hand if you want to be happy,” Julie Abrams-Bernier, a psychologist, asks the room. Eleven hands rise. … Read moreGrowing happy
Luck doesn’t last forever. On Sept. 25, I had all the luck in the world. That changed overnight … Read moreParadise lost