Taylor Kubisen

Taylor Kubisen

California School of the Arts - Creative Writing Class of 2021.
Short story: Toxic Wiring

Short story: Toxic Wiring

I sit alone. Somewhat studious, my work sitting barely touched around my feet while I wait with a solid unearthly hunger. Bored and mentally deflated, I sit in my living room atop a cushioned lounging chair, my legs hanging recklessly from the arm, and I wait in the...

Short story: Toxic Wiring

Short story: The way that nature made her

She traces each leaf in the sky above her, circling the branches and their roots. She becomes enmeshed in the spine of the maple tree’s leaves; their threading. She outlines the delicate and aging leaves faster and harder. Her uneven body jolts forward, a hiccup in...

Short story: Toxic Wiring

Short story: Balloon

I felt elated. The cold air blasting through my delicate structure, or lack of structure. The curt winds bursting from the metal nozzle, turned to a notch emoting just the right sensation of adrenaline pumping and practicality. When the nozzle is turned off I’m given...

Short story: Toxic Wiring

The woman with the bruises

The notice on the musty yellow parchment tacked high on a tree at the end of Isaac’s street was substantially more endearing than the factory it was so graciously advertising. The portrayal on the parchment showed gay factory workers, all smiling, with a light and...

Short story: Toxic Wiring

Morning Glory

He had never worn a suit with that many threads lacing through the seams before. He had never worn a suit where the price was unfathomable to an untrained and unsuspecting ear. He had never worn a suit where the cashmere wool blend was similar to the thick fluidity of...

Short story: Toxic Wiring

Poem: Chick

She walks around with crusted feet Around the feces that makes her keep Her beak down, Solemn and low. Amongst the thousands of white birds of snow, Too close to call she sees her mother Lying down Smothered with chemicals. Toxicity reaches all time highs As her own...