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Things Left Unsaid
Things Left UnsaidNokyoung Xayasane If she were honest with herself, it hadn’t turned out how she hoped it would. Her expectations had gotten the better of her. Sam stood leaning against the kitchen counter. She had thrown the pregnancy test into the trash before Eric got home from class. There had been a part of…
Notes on a partnership
Notes on a partnershipNokyoung Xayasane I write down notesfor my noveland you jot down scenesfor your screenplaywhile sitting in a cafe.I prefer the quiet of the house,the occasional sound ofthe air conditioner turning on. There’s no talkbetween usof what we’re writing.No shop talk.A silent demarcationbetween Church and State.We discuss feeding schedulesfor our cat, a new…
What do I do with all this love I have for you?
What do I do with all this love I have for you?Nokyoung Xayasane You’re standing in front of an open window, billowing curtains. The winter sun shining in and you turned to me, your back against the light. Stained glass window. Your back against the light. Reds and oranges and yellows and blues and greens,…
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Bird of Passage 