By Abby E. Murray The colonel sends a letter to the families of Tiger Battalion at the onset of global pandemic. I am a Tiger spouse now, which means I am dignified, according to the colonel. The tigers in the zoo closest to us have paced so long in their habitat they communicate in sunken [...]
By Abby E. Murray for Ilhan Omar The man with no back to return to— which is to say there is no path to safety from the cliff where he clings, no escape to remind him the way back is his— has wished to banish, send back, cast out a woman whose back is all [...]
By Abby E. Murray Which of my relatives will point out how I was raised humanely, in a house with a yard where I could pick blueberries I grew myself or sit on a blanket in the grass when it was warm? And who will tell them that’s good because it was, the humane life, [...]
By Abby E. Murray Santa arrives at the chemical bay on Joint Base Lewis McChord in a Stryker, 8AM sharp on Saturday, Colonel’s orders, free of charge. Santa has an Alabama twang. Santa says he’d like to make a quick announcement, his voice ringing in rented speakers that broadcast Christmas carols as well as the pale [...]
