Essays

Megalohydrothalassophobia, or Something

I can’t pinpoint the onset of my giant underwater statue phobia, but I suspect it crystallized ten years ago, around the first time I saw a photo of a massive Jesus submerged somewhere in Key Largo. Christ of the Abyss, I’d later learn it was called. I’d originally found it in a Buzzfeed article, back…

A Ghost Like You

I knew Paula was lying about the way Bruce had died. She claimed he’d become so depressed that he retreated to his bed and did not eat or drink for many days. When his friends’ calls went unanswered, one of them went to check on him and found him barely conscious, lying in urine-soaked sheets. As we spoke, I heard the line crackle.

Cante Jondo

“I want something from her, but I don’t know what it is. I guess that means sex.” – Joey Comeau, “Patricia” The other night one of the women asked the rest of us, “Have you ever had a crush on a character in a book?” I have not. I know some people have crushes on…

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