Farthing
In Victorian London, a farthing could buy you three oysters, with bread and
butter, from an oyster-seller walking the streets. Or in the East End, a sparrow
that God has forgotten to look out for.
2023 Soap Haiku Contest Winner
I believe that the notion of seeing one’s writing wash off the body and down the drain is a conceit that very few people will experience over time, but that writers, nonetheless, strive for. It’s good, clean fun.
10 Things I Learned from Cinching Up a Drag Queen
A drag show dressing room
smells like Urban Decay
and two-buck 80s hair shellac.
Why Instead of Begging My Mom for Extra Allowance Money …
I was in love with a girl.
And I can say this with absolute certainty,
as I was in eighth grade,
and eight graders know what love is
Here We Were Happy
And still I fall back on the garden
like a firebreak, as if its walls might contain
the inferno sweeping through paradise