When I look at my own writing, there is a noticeable lack of my work being set in or even mentioning the hometown I lived in for eighteen years before moving to Oklahoma State University. Actually, it wasn’t until the second year of my MFA program—almost six years living in Stillwater all together—when I firstContinue reading “Reflection: Joy Harjo and the Hometown”
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Fiction: An Audience with the Queen
7 July 1982, 19:36 PM I take a swig from the flask in my hand—it’s scotch, a Glen Orchy, and the liquid roughly scorches my throat as it slides down, almost like swallowing the embers left behind a bonfire’s raging flames—as I lounge against the steps of the Victoria Memorial. Despite the edges of myContinue reading “Fiction: An Audience with the Queen”
Fiction: This Prevailing Tragedy
*Previously published in the 2018 edition of Frontier Mosaic. Print. 2003 If there is one thing I have learned from my nineteen years of living, it’s that people are either an Annunciation Triptych or an Autumn Rhythm. And I’d like to say that Robert Campin personally painted me, but there’s currently a cigarette perched between my middle andContinue reading “Fiction: This Prevailing Tragedy”
This Is Adam's World 