August 31, 2019
One Summer (Thomas and Anna)
That spring when the apple and cherry trees were in bloom, about four months before Thomas’s scheduled transfer to his unit’s school of administration, a young army nurse named Anna […]
July 1, 2019
Please Be Sure
I first entered the Canyon House to the flight of a symphony, mid-crescendo. All the rooms here are wired for sound. Even the bathrooms. I thought I’d interrupted an elegant […]
July 1, 2019
Dimensions in adirolF
“Stay low,” I say. “Don’t lose your grip,” I say to myself. Grip — dirt clods, handhold tree roots on the fringes of my yard, any palm-sized rock fixed firmly in the […]
July 1, 2019
Echo, or the Sieve of Time
So here it is: the summer languor; it seems summer will never end. The leaves on the trees are green — they’re not turning yet; the grass is green, too, occasionally refreshed […]
July 1, 2019
After Anthropology
A day before they went to Matt’s father’s house in Sioux Falls, Raj cheated on Matt with one of his colleagues. It was nothing more than a fleeting incident. But […]
May 1, 2019
The Laws of Motion
1 It was a hard hit, full front, and I got the worst part of it because he’s hefty, dense, taller than you’d think, and more striking. It was like […]
May 1, 2019
In Costume
A woman wearing a pale-yellow Regency dress — not an original, but a lovely imitation — sat smoking a cigarette among the wreckage of the tables and chairs, her careful hair beginning to fall […]
March 2, 2019
For Somebody So Scared
[D]o you understand? For I have told you plainly how it is. — D. H. Lawrence “Say no to me,” she said, and I hesitated but did it. She seemed to […]
March 2, 2019
Oh, Let This Night Never End
This is the third, and perhaps the last, stage of life. What do I see? It looks like a rain shower of bright curtains. The sunlight suffuses them with colors, […]
March 2, 2019
Charles Guiteau, Who Will Hang for the Assassination of President Garfield in 1882, Has Trouble Connecting with Women at Oneida, John Humphrey Noyes’s Free Love Commune, in 1866
In the eyes of Yahweh there is no male or female. But I am not Yahweh. And I do not possess the eyes of Yahweh. Rather, I possess my own […]
March 2, 2019
Secret Identity
I didn’t finish elementary school the way I was supposed to. I missed the party, cupcakes, and Hawaiian Punch cut with 7UP in Dixie cups. Our desks were covered in […]
March 2, 2019
Dear Life
Two boys in tow and clearly not a thought in her head, Mrs K powering down the high street on her Dawes Discovery. William the Younger yells, “Faster, Mum!” to […]