A dozen donuts popped and sizzled in the deep fryer. As they floated into one another, Cosmo took out a pink box from under the…
It’s just an unknown web journal that probably no one reads, but something I wrote has been published. I’m thrilled. You would be, too. I…
Their mother knocked on the door and leaned inside quick enough to catch Susan swaying to “The Wallflower” playing on her transistor radio. Elyse, lying…
I noticed the paint coming off the white iron table in the lawn. I had made two steaming cups of coffee, baked some shortbread for…
The soft, wet grass beneath our rain boots made squelching sounds as we straggled behind the tour group led by a small, dark-haired, Italian woman….
A lock of strawberry blonde hair peeking out from under a fuzzy winter hat freezes me in the grocery store parking lot. The hat is…
In those days, there were no wheelie bins, there was no recycling: you put the trash out in round metal cans of the sort you…
“I need three Model B’s by this afternoon,” said George Oxburn, “And Harrison, nothing fancy.” Oxburn pointed to a sign posted above Ronald Harrison’s cubicle:…
Inspired by an Oneida Tribal Tale and a Selection from the Longer Story, “Cloven” On a stormy summer night just like this one, just around…
‘I have been thinking about getting a cat for some time,’ my husband said between sips of tea. I looked up in surprise. I had…
Sidestep the puddle that stretches from one side of the sandy road to the other, up to the lip of the cement doorstep. Knock on…
Nandu turns five today. I’m given a list of things to get for the birthday party. Crayons, extra paper cups, Scotch tape, board pins, apples,…
When he was five years old, my grandfather discovered how to converse with the dead. It was a time for believing in Argentina. The Man…
Not too many memories here, in these chic walls caught in the daily grind. But between the walls there are those truths—whistling through the subway…
“You shouldn’t wear red. It’s not slimming. You need dark colors to minimize your weight. Are you listening to me?” Margie walked away from Vivian’s…
Kyle used to be pretty. He used to stop them in their tracks. He pretended he didn’t notice how mouths hung open and brains whirred…
You did not want it. When it came you’d have to enter that veiled, silent place where the women lived, and the things you loved—the…
I set the time coordinates for May, the year 2020, ten years from now,I made the jump but, much to my dismay, to a parallel…
What you seek is seeking you, Sara reads, a languid smile on her 26-year-old lips as she flips through a faded blue notebook and pauses,…
1 The fifteen-month-old climbs the winding staircase of their duplex to the small bedroom he shares with his two-year-old brother. The father is close behind,…