Nathan L. Senter·Jan 23, 2025I Woke UpAfter midnight, I wake. Damp and breathy I flip the covers to grab water. Glass bumped another glass shhhh. Sandpaper feet on old tile…
Nathan L. Senter·Jan 14, 2025Morning VoiceMaybe I wake before you and slip into your bathroom leaving the light off keeping the seat down pulling the door shut until the hinges…
Nathan L. Senter·Jan 10, 2025Into the DeepOn the shore. A matchstick woman curls her toes in the sand. Dusk falls like a sheet on a freshly made bed. Water still. Dark. Deep…
