Spring 2026

I’m not scared to look down. If I had the energy, if Everest were just a mile away, I’d climb it just to see the world spinning under my feet. The clouds would be raining below, falling on everyone beneath me. How refreshing— The thought of flying through the clouds, the cold air, the snow, the rain, the ground, the eternal darkness. That’s how I’d say goodbye. I’ve always been the one to leave with a bang

I grew up in outer space. Where “god” was referred to in orgasmic tones. Something other and out there. Never the Center of Gravity, where in fact or in mystery the gods are found I grew up in outer space. Homeschooled. They attempted to groom me to be a wife and mother, but I was afraid of kitchen knives, and anyway, who was I going to marry? I could count my friends on one hand. Dad was a preacher. Fire and brimstone preacher, yes. Whose words to me in 2nd grade (when I bro