Agnes rocked us in her boat. Cradled between waves, we were sleepy. She sang a song from her deepest throat:…

It is my job to gag her. Mike and some of the others have her pinned to the ground. The…

Mom and I got really into the arcade claw machine one elementary school summer. Handful of tokens, a frappé from…

Mom flosses me every night with my limbs starfished across the kitchen counter and my head hanging off the edge.…

When Mamá’s apron catches fire, my first reaction is to grab Mamá’s body and share the fire with her. Pimientos…

We’re having lunch at the faux restaurant. My mom is eating her fish at a glacial pace, and I’ve moved…

A shrimp’s heart is in its head. You used to say your heart was in your stomach when you couldn’t…

The hole drinks the grass, the leaves, the twigs, and our favorite park bench. Insatiable. Thirsting. It then drinks the…

When you start needing a place to scream, you try most of the rooms in the house. You start with…

Two-lane rural route to the boatyard, boondocks enough for hoedowns, cross-burnings, not that I knew much about either, except they…