We took a Ouija board to the site of the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory fire. She said we had to take our clothes off out of…
A famous writer called me. She was already crazy. I was flattered. I was fluttering on the edge of people who write about drugs and…
He preferred to write drunk. His books were more successful when he wrote them drunk. His theory was that his drunk books were looser and…
William Charles: Owner of the town’s boot factory. Beatrice Charles: His wife. The brains of the operation. Alphonse Charles: Eldest Charles child, prone to fits…
Sara was in a room full of hammers. There were probably 10000 hammers in this room. Sara was shin-deep in hammers. There were no shelves…
Gabe stood outside his father’s bedroom window with the grasshopper’s wings pinched tightly between his fingers. The insect was slightly longer than one of the…
Brownie Scouts Ruthie and Shelley insist that they are quite enough experienced for the rainbow bridging, and they boil their vests in a cedar sprig…
During the day, my husband snores in rhythm with the dog. Some may say it is cute. I would not say that exactly. Today, two…
My boyfriend hands me a white espresso cup balanced on its matching saucer. The cup is filled with coffee the color of soil. From the…
I sat in cool bathwater listening as outside my mother and father tore out my lush green plants like weeds—roots clinging to the soil I’d…