Mara Lee Grayson – Call It Coping, Call It What You Will
Call It Coping, Call It What You Will In May I stuffed an hourglass with cotton gauze. June was unremarkable but for its aching. By July, I’d grown scars like cigarette paper, and August made me think of baptism, a ritual I’ve never known. It surprised me to see accordions still smoking on my forearm. […]
