the sis

which is one way to break down the almost familial relationship i have with the stories that will comprise my imperfect body of work: the sister i never had.

another way to think of it--how to call something a culmination when you need another year before the material in question is polished enough to feel like one?

or: just a pile of paper. one hundred odd pages.

or: a thesis.

coming apr. 16 to a desk nowhere near you.