selected by Rachel Wild

Visiting Hours

The children were at football practice till two and I was at the mental hospital, visiting Ryan. My chair was plastic and the curve dug into my spine. The tabl...

A Word for the Future

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...

In the Aquarium

My fourteen-year-old son is a human boy. I know this because I am a human and had the sex with a human that caused our respective cells to multiply in my uteru...

The Wild Orchid Napalm Forest

Judy Fox went first to be fingerprinted. She rolled her fingers and thumb in black ink, the sheriff asking her for the right and left hand and nodding at me to...

Swarming

When he opens the shutters, Oliver isn’t sure at first what he’s looking at. From their bedroom window, the shimmery cluster of bees on their mesquite tree look...

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...

Past Tense

“It’s all history with you,” she said. It was an accusation. “I just wondered if you remembered trying it,” he said. They were driving west on Green away ...

Room

On the verge of this, that, or some other thing, Charlotte draws up short in the dining room, all way forward barred by the image of a knife left out on th...