My mom moved us from New York to Arizona the summer I turned eleven. When the plane landed, and 105 degrees of hell hit my face, I vowed to leave the state as soon as I was an adult and could make my own life. I left for college at eighteen and lived in Arizona…
Lately, I need something. I do not know what it is. I suppose I should panic and search, but I’ve done that before. It usually ends with needless accumulation. So, I’m sitting in the need. Letting the void swirl around me in the hope that if I spend enough time with it, I will…
