On Monday my mother took her drugs to navigate the maze. To light the way she lit up one filtered cigarette—slims, 100s, menthols, whatever was on sale—and the...
So I asked where he stood and if there was a landmark and he said he cannot see a landmark but he knew he stood under a neem tree with a lot of neem fruit on i...
Naomi spends her drive home from the bookstore listening to her favorite true crime podcast, Caught Red-handed. It has become a game. By now, she knows the sig...
Before leaving my off-campus residence, I jump. It is nothing vigorous, just a series of jumps punctuated by short pauses. While I jump, I think about the move...
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...
