April 19, 2023 · Creative Nonfiction
I don’t mind when men talk and talk; then I don’t have to do anything. They fall in love all by themselves.
Crow Jonah Norlander
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March 22, 2023 · Creative Nonfiction
Momma’s bones are broken in so many places that the images look like fins in their oceanic blue-black glow. She’s lost so much lately.
Crow Jonah Norlander
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February 27, 2023 · Creative Nonfiction
You, waking from dreams of dinosaurs, exploring deep in the ocean, worlds where Care Bears and Popples are real, listening.
Crow Jonah Norlander
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February 20, 2023 · Creative Nonfiction
You mutter “Fuck you” under your breath at his daily counting routine, for the apathy it shows for the hell the world is girdled in.
Crow Jonah Norlander
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January 23, 2023 · Creative Nonfiction
List To-Dos. Vent secret frustrations. Compose abominable poems. Dream impossible fantasies.
Crow Jonah Norlander
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January 18, 2023 · Creative Nonfiction
As our postcoital conversations pushed us further and further away from each other, I lounged in his bed, nibbling on a melting L or Q or F.
Crow Jonah Norlander
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December 21, 2022 · Creative Nonfiction
Frogs are thought to have a simplified version of our anatomy, which makes them all the more reasonable subjects for high school dissections.
Crow Jonah Norlander
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December 9, 2022 · Creative Nonfiction
What’s it like to die? To stop being. Gone in a moment, carried away on the wind. Does it hurt?
Crow Jonah Norlander
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December 2, 2022 · Creative Nonfiction
How a mother could be so? Why when she’s in the same room with me I feel swallowed up by a heavy coat pulling me down?
Crow Jonah Norlander
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November 23, 2022 · Creative Nonfiction
I’m in California now, where bees die in the light. Where everybody dies first, then lives forever.
Crow Jonah Norlander
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