from Nebraska

a poem in Rosalita's voice [V1] Violet glitter in the eye In the eye of the beholder A lightning bolt in the hands of the collector In indie sleaze And practiced ease Something is always pulling me closer [V2] A rosary filled with shame A valentine kept on a chain A six-string prayer, articulating love... Continue Reading →

Three Stories From Folklore

My job is strange. For World Book Week, I encouraged several of our staff[1] to read out stories rooted in their own heritage to my students. All my colleagues, however, are incredibly busy, so I agreed to source the stories. I am not the kind of librarian to do things by half, so what follows... Continue Reading →

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