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A Field of White

On one of those rare mornings when I’m alone, not haggling over Cheerios and milk, stuffing kids into coats and hats before haul-assing out the door to drop the...

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 ...

Northern Idaho Without A Clue

Desiccated chicken legs under the chairs. Piles of twisted accordion-shaped pop cans. Coffee can of shotgun shells. Stray Cheerios float atop milk drops on a vi...

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...

Secret Robin Hood?

I walk quickly, without pause, for fear someone will read my mind and discover my intent—to skip mass and enter the inner sanctum where only the invited can go....

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? ...