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Hungering

I'm ravenous. It’s like this every year; I’m always so hungry toward the dark end of the season. The flaps of the tent flutter open to admit us, and I lift my ...

Shh, Bairn

Bairn screams. He is a fat, dark plum, wet and shiny. Two small pokey pegs stick out of his slimy pink gums. His eyes are tight thin slits. I pull Sucky Ted ou...

Hatching Naomi

Naomi spends her drive home from the bookstore listening to her favorite true crime podcast, Caught Red-handed. It has become a game. By now, she knows the sig...

Squash

Every spring, I pollinate the squash. With a cotton swab, I transfer pollen from male flowers to female flowers. But when the first squash flowers bloom this M...

Dragging the River

Winter was ending, which was good. Everyone faded in winter. My breath made a dime on the window, a quarter, a silver dollar as I leaned in to see how big a fo...

Legacy

Father went first. He lay down in bed one night and never woke up. Bored of mum talking nonsense, I think. Died on purpose to stop the noise. She slowed to a h...

Annapolis

The first time I see the little girl, she is in a photograph. A closed room, a field medical tent on an American military outpost in a dusty farming village. C...

Passing Muster

A plus of glamping with my ex-husband Harry is that his wife Melissa is always prepared. No cans of beans for us: Melissa has filled a cooler with kale salad a...

Blue

I watch the woman in the car beside ours—flat-ish profile, red hair combed straight back. She’s talking with her hands, silver beads dangle from her big-boned ...