Posts by Sarah Marshall

November 11, 2013 | Poetry

2 Poems

Sarah Marshall

Ochlockonee

Sawtooth palms, and the hymns of
a leftover Palm Sunday
lard the air with the gentleness
of some imagined Christ:

see the hand reaching from
the coloring book, the heavy

November 7, 2012 | Fiction

It's a Story She Hasn't Told Him Yet Because She Knows What It Will Make Him Do

Sarah Marshall

He was her first virgin, and he waited to do it in a bed.