"How to Smile"
"But I’d rather be dark. I’d rather press a flame into a smooth, plutonic stone. I’d rather hold that stone inside me, so that upon my dissection, my hysteria can be classified, rolled around in the hand like a single tooth. I’d rather string the roots of my teeth around my neck, so that upon the request of a smile, I am nothing but tongue."
"How To Knit Your Own Boyfriend and Other Easy Projects"
"In college I was only one class away from a minor in women’s studies, so I know I don’t need a man, but sometimes it’s nice to have someone around to block a draft on a cold night. I like that Ed's legs are extra-thick, just for this purpose."
"Please Help Yourself"
Art of Prose Contest Honorable Mention
"I had to read the play three times before I realized she doesn’t die at the end. A few lines midway through and then she simply just leaves. Isn’t that the most tragic ending of them all, not having one?"