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July 2025

Prunus Alleghaniensis

Twenty-seven of my forty-six years. But only one or two with any air in them. Flowers and clean linens. He was so tall he could lift me up into the sky like I was a little bird. He handled me like one, then…

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May 2022

The Turn

The Turn happened on a Thursday, on October 7, a day when I was concerned about a finance exam, and where I was going to spend my winter break, and whether I could afford to do any of the internships that interested me. It happened to me…

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December 2018

Sharp Cheddar with Dijon on Rye

He watched the door, and saw that it wanted to open. It started wanting to open approximately twelve minutes before it opened…

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“The voices here are powerful, the observations keen...[‘Prunus Alleghaniensis’] is a feat of short storytelling, where a world is built three times, then torn asunder in only a handful of pages. Remarkable.”
- DESTINY BIRDSONG