In the too large chairs at the doctor’s office, we waited. Grandmother and I, paging magazines. They were so full of things to want. So, I’d point and she’d quietly tear. In my hand, a kitten or flower. She gave me everything, my grandmother. Tiny pockets jammed with crinkled paper.

Sarah Sorensen (she/her) MA, MLIS is a queer writer based in the Metro Detroit area. She’s honored to be named a 2025 Best Small Fictions author and runner-up in the 2025 RockPaperPoem Poetry Contest. Sarah’s poetry chapbook, Light Splits Down the Wolf’s Tooth is now available through Bottlecap Press. Find out more at sarahsorensen.carrd.co.