Tag: The Dog Seated Next To Me

Rolling Out by Meg Pokrass

I woke up, rolled out of bed, and felt beautiful. I called the man I’d met online and told him that I really lived a lot closer than he thought. “I’m wearing elevator shoes,” he said. “Because I’m tall in my soul.” Fine with me. When I looked in the mirror, I just had to

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Spider by Meg Pokrass

There’s a spider in the bathroom, I tell him. It’s six feet tall, I say. I wake him up and tell him to save me. I pee a few times a night and can’t imagine slipping into the cold bathroom alone, facing this spider head-on. It’s frigid here in Siberia. Outside, nothing can live for

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