BRAIN, BRIAN
Marvin’s tumor is the size of an unshelled walnut. His doctor, who wears bile-colored Crocs, has told Marvin and Marvin’s…
Patrons
The shades are pulled down by Mick before the summer sunsets. Mick is a regular: he spends every day, open…
Launch Day Conditions: 1986
Kerry found a hundred-dollar bill at the gas station near pump three. It was covered in oil. She carried the…
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Into the White
The wolves are out again. I can hear them, their hollow wails in the pines, slicing through a storm of…
Galgalim
It is not an air raid. Above the city’s steepled church-tops the two planes break from the clouds. Sunlit rain…
Background
I didn’t have any theater experience, but when I saw the ad for background actors for a local play, I…
When We’re Empty Of What We Are Designed To Hold
One Sunday morning, I wake up to discover that both of my daughters have turned into birds. The younger—a tow-headed…
Adrift
It was the year the flood washed a parade of homes downriver. They called it a rain bomb. Kate’s home…
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