Day: February 28, 2020

Monday I’ll sit across the room from the chemo patients. I’ll wait and watch and listen to cancer and laughter and how those cookies on the white plate restore ground for only that moment after or before. * You
The whole drive back, we say nothing. The dead, brown grasslands roll by, bleakly faded by the southern sun.   Alan, out of drugs, dry-mouthed, and frowning, drowns in the glare of the bleached white road. Jack, holding a

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