…that summer and the swollen pregnant heat, when Isa and I would walk around the house in our underwear and...
It’s always raining in New Haven—a soft, loveless drizzle. I wander in a wide parabola around Cross Campus as water...
Stop & Shop #2633 on Whalley Avenue is an equal-opportunity employer. Their top staff member is six feet tall, dark...
I’ve lived here for two months already, and it’s clear this space does not allow for another. I am left...
Every day since I arrived in Paris, I have gone to the same bookstore,the one next to the Panthéon. I’m...
I keep my window open when I’m afraid to go outside. But the weather’s been good—warm and honest, in that when one day is seventy degrees, the next few are too.
The first time I watch Jennifer’s Body I am a budding adolescent huddled under my comforter during the first few...
I learned desire in the aisles of the grocery store. It was a world of pleasure, of throbbing stimulation and...
At seventeen, I devoted myself to the pursuit of eroticism. Evolutionary imperatives necessitated a baseline sexual appetite, but I was...
Jeremy smiles into the folds of his skin. Late October. He likes this time of year for its calm: “The...