Blood Oranges

“Go to him, stay with him if you can, but be prepared to bleed.”

The Girls Who Go Missing

When I was 16, a pretty young blonde named Dru Sjodin went missing from the parking lot of my local shopping mall in Grand Forks

My Summer Roommate

He ended up in my bed, in my pink sheets, the way lots of boys have. And he kissed me and I kissed him back and it reminded me of the boy who murmured, “We’re just two corn-fed kids” before he pressed his mouth to mine one winter night.