christarohrbach

Body my hair, slick and greased with hallucinations of last night. It slides from the flakes of my scalp to the scales of my shoulder and the gaping plane of my peeling back. See my limbs turn pale and placid as they, too, slip and stumble out of place and seep into the soil. SomeContinue reading

Plagiarism Previous Version Published with Outrageous Fortune in 2015 When I died you puckered your lips, forcing them into a soft, pink little “o” shape because you thought it was what was appropriate. I would have told you that you should know better than to try to fool me with what they deemed appropriate, but IContinue reading

An Excerpt from “Missed Connections” I knew as she pulled up to the parking lot that the woman we had been sent there to meet was the crazy-looking one. She stood there, next to the brand new Benz, applying the gaudiest shade of magenta lipstick I had ever seen. Her blonde wig shifted position inContinue reading

Assuming Motherhood I am an excellent mother, despite the small fact that I have never birthed a child. But, as it turns out, I do not need to birth a child to feel the pain of a mother who has. And as such, I possess a love that ranges so far and wide as toContinue reading

A Fictionalized Version of Myself: Woman Seeking Woman I want you to be kind of like me, but not enough that people know who You are. You should be me, but also not me, maybe more of who I want to be than who I actually am. For example, You should be the kind ofContinue reading