the Nixionary

On my pita today:
One perfectly round, kelly green mold spore. We looked at each other for a while, from different angles, before I decided to peel it off the backside of my flatbread and pretend we’d never met. There was just a little bit more, the stringy retina of the emerald eyeball, anchored to the [...]

For Easter, I got these little discs with dolphins on one side and words on the other. They came in a baby blue box whose side says, “102 words of counsel and affirmation on round cards. Draw one card a day, or whenever you feel the need for guidance and inspiration.”
The round card I’ve pulled [...]

We went to Taos last weekend on a whim.  The trip made me feel better than the town, which reminded me of Sherman Alexie: sad and vivid and not quite at home in its given skin. It was like the wind was trying to pick up the whole place and move it further south.
I mean [...]

Last week I took lunch break at the City and County Building. Two weeks ago I had run a red light.  My dad would have called it pink.  Instead, I told the cop I would have landed in the middle of the intersection and gotten creamed by oncoming cars. Then I couldn’t find my proof [...]