Volume 5 Number 1
In her wisdom, the wifely woman strategized the social worker’s entire visit. She laid it out like a game of Risk, which the boy liked…
After his mother passed, the boy who claimed he was mine became addicted to tragedy. The wifely woman said we had no choice, but I…
Tell me again about the time when we were babies and our thoughts were music. The wooden swing set, magnolia tree, camellias big as hats….
I. You kissed Brooke Shields in a hot tub near Sausalito. It wasn’t on a houseboat, but at a rehab joint. In the ‘80s she…
The sun in September is a hammer, is a circular saw. You were using a belt sander on the Saltillo tile in the kitchen. I…
Several bull-headed men in lab coats emerge from the labyrinth. One of them unshackles me and points to the entryway. Three bull-headed men to my…
My parents’ presences and absences become predictable. When they are not with me I decide not to pace anymore and I sit as close as…
My sister is not allowed to visit the labyrinth. I ask my parents if they are afraid she will see the labyrinth and start pacing…
I am born at the labyrinth’s entrance. My blood mixes with the dirt until there is a large dark circle. My body feels raw, scrubbed…
My mother and I live alone. What I mean by this statement is that my mother lives alone and I live alone. Not that it…