Donald Darko by Tyler Barton
Few images more alive in my mind than the tubes of time which spring from partygoers’ chests in that film near the turn of the […]
Few images more alive in my mind than the tubes of time which spring from partygoers’ chests in that film near the turn of the […]
We live inside the tornado where our daughter was born. We were driving to the hospital when the tornado howled and my eyes tilted my […]
I was sitting on an orange metal chair outside a fifties-inspired diner, waiting for my takeout order. It was too stuffy in there. But outside, […]
if you help me see Ego make you tellam I don go —Djinee We were seeing smoke turn to dust before our very own […]
A brick building somewhere in this city calls to me at night. I’ve seen the vague shape of it in my dreams. The building sends […]
It’s not about honey. That’s the first thing you learn—it’s about what drove you to honey to begin with. As a cub, I detected in […]
Macaroni and cheese isn’t real food. She learns this by adolescence, as one of many rules. There are things that should fill her up (motherly […]
The moon stares at the illusion of itself on the ice. But this is only an image, the moon thinks, and not the true me. […]
I was ten when my father took me to see the vampire. He lived in a terraced house in one of the damp little streets […]
The aphid underground will execute the supermoon far ahead of schedule. It’s a show of strength. Aboveground, lady beetles launch a rainboot brigade set to […]
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