Archives for November, 2011:

Notes from The Bruiser: Touch Me Like You Know Me

*This post originally appeared in Room 220: Antenna Gallery here “The women station themselves by the sides of the roads that traverse the undergrowth, weapons a [...]

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Moving Through Bones

       Three years ago, I dragged my broke husk and my battered heart to New Orleans, demanding to be cared for like a petulant teenage runaway.  My mom had died recently and I was in grad school [...]

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