Writing

my big baby croton

I’m not a good plant mom. I’ve killed succulents and herbs and I might be currently killing a small palm tree I have. I just can’t tell what they need from me.

please stand back

We’re on the Grand Street station waiting for the B. David leans in, craning his neck to look for train lights inside the tunnel. “Hey,” I say, nodding toward the edge of the platform. “Don’t stand so close.” He smiles and rolls his eyes, but takes a step back, raises his eyebrows as if asking, … Continue reading please stand back