Words
Stories, poems, and notes.
A loose archive. Ko-fi members usually see new pieces a few weeks before they land here.
Short story
May 2026
The garden behind the fence
She kept it untended on purpose. Wild was the point of it.
Poem
April 2026
Things my mother kept in jars
Marmalade. A summer. The names of saints I never learned.
Note
March 2026
On simmering, and slowing down
There is no productivity to a simmer. That is the entire point.