Are you one of the weird kids, too? A birthday party and a new friend.
We are the tall glasses of water, the tailwinds, the firm handshakes. We are the deserving people.
A visit to an old friend…
Jury duty in a prairie town – crime in small-town America.
I felt bad about it in high school, my vanity. Now I wear it proudly. Why not lean into it?
A story about two little girls going on a brief adventure.
The first time I tried to deepen our kisses, she pulled back uncertainly.
All Val could see from the back of the conference room was row after row of perfect hair.
A story that explores patriarchy and how it affects a woman’s life. Set in Assam, India.
On paper, Arman was not unlike the other applicants. His face, just like the others, was young and hopeful.
Mom says her father was an arsonist. She told me when I was eight. I sat next to her on the sofa, my feet sticking out in front of me. ...
During the winter of ’98, I think I was in love or obsessed with Mother Teresa. This version had pierced nipples and a coke problem and an oversized Cramps T-shirt ...
Set during the EEE outbreak that gripped the Michigan region, a young man who, years after making a decision that destroyed his family, is finally forced to confront his choices–in ...
Before the sun rises, a farmer must tell his son he is adopted. Whilst they attempt to save the life of an orphaned lamb.
Maybe then she could stand on her tippy-toes and pull down the cables with both hands, fill the room with electricity, set fire to her stack of kimonos, set the ...
…he looks out at a huge garden, nine thirty in the morning, caffe latte in hand. Afar are a dozen pink flamingos standing in shallow water. A few of the ...
Transistor Man glides on waves of sound, the electro-sheen of an ineluctable moment, forever in search of the perfect now.
“Two more,” I say to
the rat-faced teenager behind the concession stand.
I take off my
swimming cap, but I yank too fast and wet hair rips off ...
“Thou art my
beloved Son; with thee I am well pleased.”
Even Jesus craved
his Father’s approval, never mind that meeting expectations required getting
nailed to a cross.
Shifting nervously ...
taking off the sheets where Paul died in his sleep at Oak Grand Living. I toss
the new sheet across the bed like a bait net, and I get ...