What are we even waiting for, and where is the line between resting, recuperating, giving up, and irresponsible avoidance?

Wait a year, or two, or ten. Or maybe you’ll wait two decades — squeezing through the cracks in eVerify and RealID until the bureaucratic walls grow too high and you must go under.

Amy’s finally cleared up whatever’s been stuck in her throat.

On October 10th, 2023, I rediscover a keffiyeh — a traditional Palestinian scarf — while unpacking boxes in my new apartment in Seattle.

maryland turns into my mother’s favorite place.

It’s Monday morning, April 2020, and I am trying to see if my dad has had a stroke from 800 miles away.

I tore through the Target, Hurricane Hooper hellbent / on proving that his skin was / crisp enough

In the photos taken before I wore it, the gown hangs from a grape arbor.

At the beginning of my future is me. At the end of my past, also me.

1. Start with a name / By the end of this pamphlet, you will be able to practice the art of waiting in three simple steps.

We’ve come to Des Moines for the funeral. Fitting / place: I’ve driven through every time I was leaving home to live / somewhere new.

The finest strand of dark green yarn / masquerades itself an accessory / wispy and frayed

This is how you keep your head down; this is how you thank God for this country: loudly so they hear / you;

The American dentist who shot Cecil the Lion once said, If I had known this animal had a name … I obviously wouldn’t have killed it.

in people. That whatever gods / I choose, I choose to love