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Whiskeytown, California

My children lie to me. Dominic & Finn, 8 and 5, try to sell me on all kinds of bullshit about their capabilities. Currently, they are peddling the farce tha...

Only in Public

A man died here two weeks ago. He ran into the coffee shop, looking for whatever passed as sanctuary. But his murderer didn’t care about the well-lit space, the...

Nighttide

When I close my eyes at night, the first thing I see is a great ball of wool, lit up like neon in my inner vision. It’s intricately rolled, an Ariadne-ish weave...

The Hug

Wheeling Mama into the gym is when it catches me, all the anxiety. When Coach first made the suggestion, I couldn’t be anxious because her idea was sweet. My mo...

I Will Hold It, My Love

There is a photograph, a portrait of my family from 1998 that hangs on the wall in our dining nook. My 15-month-old daughter is obsessed with looking at it. In ...

The Great Bear

In the far tail of the galaxy spiral, on the third planet in the solar system, there is a strange land called Ohio. Once, large predator animals lived there. Fi...

Like Falling Asleep

My daughter was born blue. No oxygen. Her cord was pinched in the squeeze before birth just long enough to change her color. She came out and the nurse whisked ...

Salt Water

Meredith’s belly rises, swollen and spherical, from the bubbles. She watches the suds slide away from her navel and waits until something moves beneath her skin...

Americone Dream

I’m about to climb up into the goddamn freezer when a guy in a faded suit jacket leans over and grabs the last tub of Americone Dream from the top shelf. The fr...

Sons and Daughters

A sprawling area of Berlin’s central cemetery has been cordoned off due to construction, and no matter which way I turn, I find myself moving away from my goal....