CW: Eating Disorder I slid into his DMs with a burning fire at the tips of my fingers. I rushed to type a message that would remain...

Me and Vinnie from New Jersey as told by Google’s Oxford English Language Dictionary want v. have a desire to possess n. a lack...

About three years ago, I began to take showers in the dark. In part to wash away the grime and filth of the day, but also to feel...

Like so many others, Cormac McCarthy was profoundly influential to my literary practice. McCarthy’s prose left me aghast. Devoured....

I. Amsterdam has many open-air public urinals, but I can recall only one. It consisted of a semicircle of vertical 2x4s enclosing a...

Brian is handsome under moonlight: black shirt, grey jacket and peppered hair. My husband and Brian’s wife have stepped away from the...

Meet (insert name here) the latest sensation in the world of transgressive fiction. With his shocking, provocative, and downright...

I dreamed I was washing my hands and the skin started coming off my fingers until my finger-bones were exposed. I cried for my mother,...

When the dead comedian does his bit, I always laugh too hard. Secretly I’m welling up, thinking of his wife and kids; thinking of myself....

Some self-labeled “patriots” and other conservatives rage against truthful and complete history and access to books that explore and...

The forest preserve rumbles with the deep-throated song of frogs, holed-up in fallen trees or testing the frigid indigo of the lake. The...

The Gods of the Riff are inscrutable. They hear neither prayer nor plea. They brook no rebuke. They bestow their favor where they will,...

1. I wore the same green, sleeveless jumpsuit two days in a row. We had landed in another temporary home, this time in a small rural town...

A perfect storm happened in 1990 for the sensory-me. I was beginning to understand what being horny meant. There’s no need for me to be...

In 2011, you couldn’t find many places in Seoul, South Korea selling Mexican food, authentic or Americanized. Choi’s Tacos, a small,...

Despite the burns on his face and forearms, his ruptured eardrums, Tsutomu Yamaguchi navigated shattered buildings, melted flesh,...

The summer before my senior year of high school, I was in a youth production of Measure for Measure (one of the Shakespeare plays that...

Dorothy, my paternal grandmother, was a worrier. I grew up in the ’60s and ’70 when folk who had anxious tendencies were simply called...

The gym I went to was old-school. No internet/wireless. No air-conditioning. It had racks and plates and bars and dumbbells that went to...

A month ago, I was in Los Angeles and my husband was in New York on his way home from Madrid and Paris. He’s a writer, fancied himself a...