Tag: Fiction

The Supposing Ghost

  I was a quiet ghost and tried to leave the Living alone, sucking in sweet immortality, breathing the fine particles of the afterlife, inhaling string theory, and feeling the curvature of Earth with the bottoms of my nonexistent feet. Death was easy. There… Continue Reading “The Supposing Ghost”

And. Cardboard

  And I have been cut off In a world of cardboard boxes Stacked upon one another Taped together by adhesive hands The laughs peer in from out Through the hole the sun knows The gawking eyes pay homage I teach them about cardboard… Continue Reading “And. Cardboard”

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