Tag: Poetry

Media Responses, Writing

Maybe It Isn’t That We Didn’t Try, But That We’ve Tried for Too Long?

A Response to If My Body Could Speak by Blythe Baird I read If My Body Could Speak by Blythe Baird on a plane. I am drinking Diet Coke. I...

Poetry, Writing

It takes one to know one

It takes one to hear the water running. To hear the muffled gags and feel your eyes water and the acid rise and your hands shake against...

Poetry, Writing

Empath

I don’t believe in….  horoscopes, but Leos are said to be loyal, and I was the best friend you ever had. God, but in Catechism I liked...

Poetry, Writing

Napkins

Her face is crumpled like the napkin I use to cover my food. Equal doses anorexia and diner coffee make me frenetic. I giggle, and my brain...