Madeleine Dale

Be Not Afraid, or Whatever

God’s worst angel, smoking behind the servo again. Could drop a lit redhead into a gas puddle and watch the whole afternoon open up like a white flower. Kaboom. Everyone gets to go home early. It’s 2008; he’s on the …

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excuse me, i’m no good with language—it’s not what i was trained on, the way you were nursed, perfect milk-mouth full of fricatives. in the space that would be the space in the cavern of a skull, i keep four …

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Household Accounting

isn’t like departmental budgeting at all. No amount of funding pie-chart will turn the lights back on if you don’t have the five-digit password to the email account where the bills are. There is very little put aside for guns. …

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