Fiction

Mama’s Boy

The crumbling nunnery occupied an entire city block of Galvez Street and defined one boundary of the neighborhood, beyond which lay the terra incognita of moldy...

Three Likely Stories

1. The man sat in a booth, rolling a peach from hand to hand. A waitress pushing a mop called to him that it was closing time. But I haven't ordered yet, he ...

Collage

Eileen possessed sub-par legs. She was born with weird, fragile bones that kept her inside when other children were outside. She strove for positivity. She love...

Before the Water Rushes In

Mud sucked at Nadine's boots as she stomped across the beach and she once again wished the damn boots were a little bit smaller. This particular size and style ...

Shards

Yesterday, the house across the street fell onto the one next to it. This morning the kids found a dog when they went over to the beach. This was after she t...

How to Spot the Portly Man

Disposition: The portly man is generally more benign than the rawboned man because cells in the portly man’s body contain organisms called Ludobites, which w...

Is Yours Now

So you see, I did born and raise four boy-children. Four! When they were small, everybody used to say to me, Leela, how you manage to get FOUR boy-children so? ...

What Do You Do?

There was this kid. He was an odd kid. Long blonde hair. Denim jacket. Torn shirt underneath. Frayed shorts. Black shoes. He looked like he might be holding hal...

Colony

The boyfriend took a seat beside me on a worn, corduroy couch. After a while he looked up from his computer and said his name. I said, “I know who you are.” He ...

A Little More Full and Less Empty

I let him into my flat. He puts the empty bottle of vodka on the floor and walks around, lays a hand on the wooden box on my coffee table, the box that looks li...