The Fragility of the Now
I like words. When I hear them fit unexpectedly easily together into phrases with an almost audible click, I write them down. It’s a longtime habit that decorates the notebooks, old […]
I like words. When I hear them fit unexpectedly easily together into phrases with an almost audible click, I write them down. It’s a longtime habit that decorates the notebooks, old […]
One of the two of us will be last. You can only flush so many times. There are some smells, like fates, you cannot escape. I can look away so […]
I’m always the bad guy!, you’d scream, veins bulging at your temples plus the one in the middle of your forehead, the one that looked like a snake writhing just […]
How do you like the kitchen, they ask. It’s a great kitchen, they tell her. A really great kitchen. Great lighting, don’t you think. And all of the work surfaces. […]
The house is dark, everyone asleep but the Woman, who is sitting at her open bedroom window crying and sneaking a smoke, a secret she will keep from everyone but […]
Don’t leave me, I tell him. I won’t, he says. I’ll be right there with you. Because I’m not sure I can do it, I tell him. You can do […]
She sits at the kitchen table drinking coffee and wishing for a cigarette. It was a stupid wish, because she gave up smoking for the last time a month ago. […]
Last night I woke suddenly, as if ejected from sleep. I couldn’t see the clock over the vague hump of your blanketed shoulder, but it was the deepest ditch of […]
This is me, walking on the path that I used to walk to grade school every day – a small Catholic school in a small town in southern Illinois. The […]
She gets up to go to the bathroom, shuffling her way across the dark bedroom because she doesn’t want to stumble on shoes or toys. The dark has an almost […]