Kate Daniels: Molecules
Whether it’s true or not, that all our molecules replace themselves each seven years, his body seems halfway new again, one year into sobriety. I keep my distance now but … Continue reading
May 7, 2018 · Leave a comment
Kate Daniels — The Addict’s Mother: Birth Story
She wasn’t watching when they cut him Out. C-section, you know. Green drape Obscuring the mound of ripened belly They extracted him from. He spilled Out squalling, already starving. Still … Continue reading
April 3, 2018 · 1 Comment
Kate Daniels: In the Midst of the Heroin Epidemic
When I heard the news that Cynthia’s daughter had died, all alone, slumped over on the ground beside a dumpster behind the convenience store where she’d made her final buy, … Continue reading
March 5, 2018 · 1 Comment
Michael Simms: Hammer
On East Carson Street, skinny white boys
Slump in front of tattoo parlors
Scratching their arms.
August 13, 2017 · 24 Comments
