Jennifer Moore was born and raised in Seattle, Washington, but has lived in Colorado, California, Utah and Pennsylvania. She currently spends her time in Chicago, Illinois, where she is a PhD candidate in the Program for Writers at the University of Illinois at Chicago. She has work published or forthcoming in 14 Hills, Barrow Street, Hayden’s Ferry Review, Southampton Review and elsewhere.
I’d been thinking about leaving. I’d been thinking how there’s something about out here. Before long it’s a new January and you’re hungover with a heartache for a man you won’t see for several years until he pops up on that very popular, critically-acclaimed sitcom with that actress you learned to like, then hate, then feign indifference abou
The leak in your breathing/ tube makes a cartoon squeak./ It takes two nurses, silent/ as nuns, to place you/ in my arms...
If I have already/ gone insane/ but I want to get/ crazier yet,/ what’s my move?/ Go outsane?
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