Christmas morning, during my sister’s visit, we came out to find a lion in the living room.
“We did this,” Indu said. “We wanted it that much.”
She grinn...
The Company built the silos after the war. The Men came home and built them up from the earth, built them with their hands and machines. Our people eat the ani...
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...
In the early morning night of January the car won’t turn over. Jim tries again, turning the key while pumping the gas pedal. Closer, still no luck. The c...
Zero was too hungover to take them to the pool, not that he would’ve anyway, so when the oven struck twelve-noon Keats stole a five from the pants crumpled at ...
In March, the owls started walking into our school.
March, April, it was all we talked about.
By May, they were all over town, Barn owls on the roof of e...
It’s circle time. We’re splayed out like an atom, feet facing each other, bags propped on laps, headphones hanging as necklaces on our chests. How was your day?...
The Granddaughter asked the Grandmother to make some ramen noodles, but the Grandmother didn’t want to because she was visualizing. Did the Granddaughter want t...
Winter nights, when Delhi is shrouded in dense fog. The other side of the bed is neat, uncomplicated. Your message on my phone: My flight is delayed.
I walk ...
When she rented an incubator from a local farm, Miss Ling vaguely intended to work the class towards a subtle conversation about the cycle of life and death. Th...
