From Issue 2: Winter Outside a Grocery Store

The road is a messy half-eaten casserole. The weekend sun, a limp slice of lemon. It sneaks out without a whimper. and is not missed. I sit in the car, waiting for you to return with vegetables, their attendance necessary for updating the week’s meal roster. Three young men emerge with their acquisitions. Bottles of…

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