From the Archive: Unbound
It’s always been ground glass, scraping against my insides. I imagine a light held to the place where I open would illuminate a mess of torn flesh, throbbing red-wet.
Essays
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Bad Brain Blues: Disclosing an Invisible Disability
As the camera zooms out to show CARTOON BROOKE’s full body, the funk music kicks back in.
A Childhood Story
My father didn’t like my movie choices. He said they weren’t realistic. He’d been in the Air Force and was deployed in Vietnam. He’d brought back his own war stories.
Joe at the Aquarium
I pushed him so he glided through the fish, the eels, the boxed-in worlds of blues.
