Image of a woman, up close. Her eyes are closed and she has one hand on her cheek. She has a square, pink paper over her mouth with an "X" drawn on it.

Of Pumps and Death by Marcia Aldrich

May 17, 2023

I hardly dared open my mouth, even to say something innocuous like “Sure, I’m hungry. I could eat dinner.” My words might be analyzed to reveal something knotty, something sinister I didn’t know I felt but really ought to know I felt.

Max Roach & You Are the Carpet, and I Am the Drapes by D.A. Powell & Ryan Courtwright

May 1, 2011

We turn and ferret,
vengeful and assaulting.

I am the Devil by Laura Pritchett

May 1, 2011

I use an oven, not a hairdryer. It blows my mind. Happy. Obviously, the fumes from this are gonna make you sick.