Between May 31st and August 18th of 2019, a photograph hangs on the wall of The Morgan as part of an exhibit on crowds and groups and proximal strangers. Black...
At first light there is a world in my ribcage. I fasten it shut with a clink and throw away the key. I’ll use it another time, I say to myself.
I ponder vib...
Our neighbor stops over to say goodbye. His family has been renting the farmhouse next to our white summer cottage here in Maine.
Although we haven’t met, I...
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“Chinese people eat monkey brains. They cut their heads open and eat them while the monkeys are still alive.” The girl’s eyes are bright with spite. She ...
I was ten when we—my mother and I—visited Unical Teaching Hospital, the orthopedic section, to find a solution to the deformity I had developed in one of my fi...
Let’s say you’re eight years old and you get that birthday party you’ve been longing for, the one with all your friends from school, and you can hardly believe...
On my way home at night, I pass a man whose daughter dances in the lawn. The man is large and hairy and sits by a fire, drinking what I assume is Bud Light. He...
I once met god at a bar. At least, he said he was god. Or maybe a god. I don’t remember the semantics.
He was tall and had dark hair and green eyes, the kin...
Before leaving my off-campus residence, I jump. It is nothing vigorous, just a series of jumps punctuated by short pauses. While I jump, I think about the move...
