Essay by Mercedes Lucero
The loss and near-loss of three people in my life in a short span of time were too great to put into words.
The loss and near-loss of three people in my life in a short span of time were too great to put into words.
When I asked about your tea selection, what I really meant to say was Goddamn you’re pretty.
The boy’s pulse listed as he helped me learn the jerk of the clutch.
Writing has saved my life on more than one occasion, although I didn’t realize it at the time.
Mother be forgotten, buffalo meat cut to strips to dry. The sun.