“The Great Leg Show!”
Contingent Magazine,
29 Jan. 2024
In the fall of 1970, there was this thing called the “Midi-Craze,” where all the fashion powers that be told American women that—in the middle of an energy and economic crisis—they absolutely must be shelling out more money for longer skirts. The mini skirt was over; allegedly the midi—a mid-calf hem that, as one 22-year-old told Life, “make[s] you look just like a French whore”—was in.
Rocking the Boat
AirMail.com, 15 Feb. 2023
There was a moment aboard the Christina O that felt almost mystical. A moment wherein time collapsed, and my hand lay on the blue lapis fireplace in what I would call a den but which I’m sure they have far fancier names for on yachts. And I thought to myself, Jackie surely once put her hand here. Read more →
The Male Feminist
Eclectica.org,
Jan/Feb. 2023
It hurt, what he was doing with his hand. So she’d say, “Let’s take a break,” and he’d lay back in his twin bed from Ikea, exhale, and observe: “You’re not as horny as I am. I’m insatiable.” Like this was both an established fact and a contest he’d just won.
This is How it Goes
Contrary, Spring 2020
You will reap what you have sown, she says.
Day and night, she says this, in a thin voice, taut with eighty-nine years of unexpressed emotion.
Her God always was vengeful. Well, seems now he’s coming to get us all.
Independence Day
Memphis Magazine, Nov. 2018
She waited for her period and for Jesus; neither showed up.
A Time to Pretend
The Still Point, vol. 2, pp. 32-33
Feb. 2017
I was a week away from my thirteenth birthday when Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis died. Though I didn’t really know who she was, I could not stop thinking about her. That night I wrote about her in my journal for the first time.
My father had this girlfriend
Contrary, Summer 2011
My father had this girlfriend. Her name was Gemma Fay. She looked like Mia Farrow. I think. I only saw her once and she was naked then.
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