I wanted to follow Zinnia everywhere and be seen by everyone. I wanted to tap dance down the street spinning with her in matching orange dresses with streamers exploding in the summer sky, bunches of red balloons scattering, umbrellas popping open and spinning on the sidewalks. I wanted to “Singin in the Rain” with her, “It’s Oh So Quiet” with her, fucking Ferris Bueller and the Beatles with her all the way down Main Street, cartwheeling through stop signs.
--from Love Me Tender, a new story live at Counterexample Poetics
I have two new pieces up today at Counterexample Poetics--Love Me Tender and I Guess That Makes It Alright, a collab with my beautiful friend Leesa Cross-Smith. I loved working "professionally" with LC, editor Jamez Chang was so generous and kind throughout, and photog Claire Ibarra contributed a poignant photo to complement the story of Anna and cheap wine and a kiss at the edge of the football field. Thanks and love to all of them!
Rinse the beets in the deep metal sink and they lose their dark sleeping color and wake up red. Hack off the stems and the long leggy roots and the thing bleeds bright as a buzzing neon sign shouting OPEN OPEN OPEN. My mouth catches the blinking open beet before I know it, the red-pink color like ditch poppies blooming. Tonight is the homecoming dance and I want to stain my lips, flush my cheeks with beet juice blood in my yellow dress and ponytail. Let him talk behind his hands in his cotton church clothes when he spies me carrying a bouquet armful of bright beetroot, seeping its grown smell, shedding its downy root hairs. I’ll be smeared with harvest sweat, swatting biting bugs that hatched underground.
from BEETROOT by Lindsey Gates-Markel in Sundog Lit issue 4, out today.
All big thanks to fiction editor Leyna Krow and managing editor Justin Daugherty for choosing this little piece.
Hi, hi. Not a lot to say these days, transitioning to fall, blankets and books. I started reading the Song of Ice and Fire series (aka A GAME OF THROOONES), so I imagine the next few years of my life will be spent mostly avoiding spoilers.
I wrote a piece on Rosemary's Baby after watching it for the first time at age thirty and The Female Gaze Review posted it. Thank you, sweet Dawn!
My flash story BEETROOT is still forthcoming in Sundog Lit and that is cool cool.
Been writing, been resting. I'm a summer baby, but I love a chance to slow down.