Xanadu
 

I “If you can guess what I have in my pocket, you can have it,” taunted Nootiakok as he prodded Nanurjuk’s upper back with a bony...

Upon cracked, tectonic earth, a row boat sits on a ledge of sand, still unclaimed. Brackish barnacles line the boat in constellational...

Debbie’s gum swelled like an anemone, pink and spongey to the touch. Countless nights of feasting on leftover waffles, home fries, and...

Mississippi air wafted through the open window, along with the sunlight that dappled my exposed feet. Mother left it open hours ago...