Jennifer MatthewsonIn The Loneliest Moment…The bills aren’t getting paid, my mind races at 4am, my body rolling back and forth below the covers, begging the sun not to rise just yet…Jan 8, 2021Jan 8, 2021
Jennifer MatthewsonFibonacci and Fiddleheads 2020Fiddlehead ferns, curled up in little circles, tightly protected from the sun, rain, weather around them. Fiddlehead ferns, a delicacy…Nov 23, 2020Nov 23, 2020
Jennifer MatthewsonIn the Clouds of Mt. ShastaMy father stops to tie the bag of garbage to a nearby tree before we traipse off for our evening showers at the campground.Nov 20, 2020Nov 20, 2020
Jennifer MatthewsonUp, Up, and AwayLong ago, they would give you wings when you flew, the metal of the runway gate creaking below my feet as I crossed into the plane. I…Nov 13, 2020Nov 13, 2020
Jennifer MatthewsonTapestries of Blazing Starbirth, The Pillars of Creation“You have a Dipper,” he says to no one in particular as we make our way out into the darkness.Nov 12, 2020Nov 12, 2020
Jennifer MatthewsonFor Whoever Needs To Hear ThisRecenter yourself, remember where you are, where you were ten minutes ago before your mind started to fall and fail you, before it started…Oct 30, 2020Oct 30, 2020
Jennifer MatthewsonNo Less Than Three DrinksHe is both pineapple and James Bond character when I try to picture him, his three-piece suits a standard attire; black, red, and purple…Oct 26, 2020Oct 26, 2020
Jennifer MatthewsonTrust Fund DinnersThe old lady sat at the end of the table, a clear piece of tape holding her tired glasses together, her thin wrinkled hand clinging to the…Oct 23, 2020Oct 23, 2020
