MORE OF ALLISON'S WORK
THE WOMAN IN THE SNOW
The car frame reverberated with the slamming of the door shut. It had been a long, drawn out day, and the children were fatigued from the holiday festivities...READ MORE
THE OTHER 95
In freshman year biology class in 2011, I began to feel the rolls of nausea consume me as fetal pigs were distributed among lab tables like bread at an Italian restaurant... READ MORE
MISDEMEANOR: CLASS A
There was a point in time when I was enrolled in classes for graduate school, teaching dance at four studios, and performing with a company. All of this ultimately amounted to lots of meals eaten on the road and a continuous flow of money pipelining directly from my paychecks to local gas stations. And speeding... READ MORE
NOVEL EXCERPT
The inside of La Tagliatella transports Olivia right out of the Basque Country and drops her into an old Italian city. Paintings of rural Italy line the stone, dimly lit walls, and soft classical music creates an intimate ambiance... READ MORE
VETERANS OF THE YMCA
Part of the eating disorder culture bullshit that was pumped into the vents at my school to be dispersed among all was the idea that even though we were dancing eight to ten hours a day, that wasn’t considered “exercising.” I know. Wild.... READ MORE
THE CYCLE
OF SUNSHINE
The earth has soaked in sunshine
Water evaporating to mist
Flower petals extending outward
Preparing for their daily golden kiss
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Tiny luminous spheres of sunlight
With energy buzzing since the dawn
Nestle into flowers’ faces and
Slurp down the stem- like boba in a straw
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Come the end of our dark slumber
When our dreams have reached their shore
The birds are first to stir in trees
To the fresh smell of petrichor
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Soaring high from treetops above
With beaks protruding down
Each flower’s face is rudely breached
By beaks as sharp as crowns
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But up and up those balls of light
Stored from the day before
Are sucked up through the flowers’ straws
And into birds once more
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So when you hear birds singing loud
And soaring way up high
Remember that they have the job
Of lighting up the sky