“I am in a sea of wonders; I doubt; I fear; I think strange things which I dare not confess to myown soul.” - Bram Stoker, Dracula We should have stayed on land. Thomas and I balance wide-legged on the deck as the ocean churns against the ferry and slap, slap, slaps...
Tales of a Mediocre Tennis Player
A few weeks ago, my league tennis team competed at the North Carolina State Championship. Twelve of us arrived in Raleigh in a steady stagger, played a dozen doubles matches in suffocating heat, laughed until we cried, then departed in a similarly haphazard manner,...
He Came to Me in the Spring
He came to me in the spring,in that February, snowflakes clicked out of dreamslike photographic snapshots, and with mehe sang, as if he knew how to sing and was alive.Leaving no cross on my body, he called me to paradise,washing away my red name from my palms with...
Going, Going
The dress I wore at your fourth wedding is most likely gone from memory now. It was maroon lace over satin and matched the flush of my shame when you took me into the back of my new grandparents’ home and beat me for embarrassing you by raising my voice.That is gone,...



