In 1887, Moses dies, leaving Sarah alone with two-year-old A’lelia. I have lifted the still slick tongue of the man.I...
Creative Work
The first time I go to the Yale Farm, I am reminded of Marie Antoinette and Le Hameau de la...
I went to the service because I wanted to sing hymns. My sophomore fall had been a warm one. I...
—or not. I told you it is alright to open the window, since we are on a higher floor, and...
And I do not mean that my mother spoke in thee and thou or that my father was an exegete; my...
There’s orange oil on my thumb, viscous beefy consumé, I’m battling the wind for my paper napkins and my paper bag and anything that isn’t...
after Marilyn Hacker Light glints off of the tower across the screeching street, strangers, the psalm of a shameless city. I’ve scrubbed raw...
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 left for Oxford in January of 2023, expecting that my life would be different there. I had spent the...