never be sorry for who you are you told me so I drove to your grave for the second time on your birth- day a half year after. I traced the margin of unmarked rows remembering the elm you- ‘re buried beneath from that uncanny summer before moving between the headstones treading lightly the edges […]
SEAN MCNLE attended the creative writing program at California State University, East Bay where he graduated with a degree in English. He writes out of Oakland, California where he lives with no animals. Sean's fiction has appeared in Bird's Thumb and Noyo River Review.