We tighten in around the church, those of us with toy-sized dogs more out on the periphery, to reduce the chance of stepping on four-leggeds in the dark. Small...
I’ve been sleeping with my husband again, but last night I sneezed twice, and he shouted “Not good! Not good!” and rolled away. I left to sleep in the basement...
Waves of sound beat against the shores of the heart, returning as echoes transformed into electrical signals, and then, an image. A wand in the hands of a tech...
I took the ramp hard, swerved back and forth over the rumble strip as we exited the highway. Onward, a New York City reservoir on my right, down a steep embank...
Ipecac. A word that pops and clicks on my tongue, a word from the deep jungle where men shoot poisoned darts like in the movies; ipecac is deadly but ipecac is...
Thirteen:
Her own body morphing, emerging, betraying the earlier confidences she’s gained. I see her look at her reflection sometimes, her gaze landing on h...
We have not spoken in over two weeks because words become fists and words become the press of calloused hands over my larynx; this is a silence that progresses...
We went to Wal-Mart, Rag Shop, Target, Phar-Mor.
On school nights, Saturday mornings, Sunday afternoons as the sun dipped toward dinnertime, we drove down U...
“What’s wrong, Monroe? Are you still thinking about death?”
Your mom and I are preparing dinner when we overhear your twin sister ask the question. The two ...
I wish I could be a good writer, but being a mother makes that difficult. I wish that I could sit down every day at the same time and pump out a thousand words...
