He turns into the hallway, walks its length, then grabs the gold knob on the storage room door. Locked. He walks back to the men’s restroom. Also locked. He knocks.
The day was beautiful. Perhaps it was a good day to die for the right reasons.
I knocked at every registered address on the island that ever voted Democrat. And with it, experienced the culture of Galveston like accidentally swallowing the Atlantic ocean instead of a ...
Art doesn’t just provide discrete instances of ways of seeing the world, alternative encounters with it into which we can enter while looking at a painting or TV show. Rather, ...
Photo by Eric and Mary Ellen.
So the teaching associate, we called him “Teach,” but we meant no disrespect by that, it’s just that the name sort of fit because he’s ...
“I don’t know why you wanted to meet here of all places.”
She said it in a voice of perfect exasperation that was all at once disheartening and tenderly familiar ...
Katya Adaui sexamines the tangled knot of everyday ties that bind us – for better or worse.
In his mind Harold prepared a speech. If Maggie was going to fire him for stealing food, well, OK, it might’ve happened but he’d never gone overboard, and he supposed ...
In the 22nd century, humanity has scorched the earth. Attempts to undo the catastrophic results of global warming have proved futile, and a new kind of “Noah’s Arc” has been ...
Weasel is following me, panting, on hands and knees, through a passage we call Route 66, even though it’s only a hundred feet long, the diameter of a barrel hoop, ...
Paul pulled his sedan over to the curb in front of the house. The sedan’s battered engine rattled ominously as Paul shifted into reverse. Paul, used to the auditory threat ...
In ‘Solo Dance’, by Li Kotomi, Japan – Asia’s most advanced country – is described as a “queer desert.”
Photo by Rick Pilot.
Be quiet.
You’ve been living in a strange house. It’s a sunny afternoon, but Mom’s upstairs with a stomach ache and Dad’s mapping a route. He’s desperate to ...
A blizzard swept through New England on the night Gretchen and I arrived, throwing our marriage into question and quickening a slow process of separation which had already been underway ...
Perrin has a beautiful talent for capturing the atmosphere of small-town France
A New Yorker finds solace in an unexpected place in Florida.
Even after all these years, he couldn’t believe it’d happened while he was asleep. Curled up under the sheets, knees tucked. He never heard the screech of brakes, the impact ...
He has begged her not to go home yet.
And though she has rejected his suggestion of the dessert wine and shaken her head at his watery wink—an old trick from ...
FAT TUESDAY
I’m six or seven, and we’re standing on Canal Street, my dad, mom and sister, who’s too young to remember any of this. It’s late February but so hot ...
Photo courtesy the author.
We knew about the Staten Island Hanger, everyone did, sitting on its own on a large lot near the New York Harbor, like you could bring something ...