If there is a temple, it is under our eaves, the altar made of sheets and you the feast. If there is sacrament, it is the ritual kiss on...

The Zoom doctor saw how I had ripped out my stomach by sticking my fist down my throat. He wasn’t surprised. &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&...

This girl, this English nurse, flings her flaming hair over the bath and sings. We laugh – we, who were born to be Dovedale mothers and...

A rented room: dark enough for shadows to stand against the warmth of orange light. Us two: up so early that night is like a hot breath...