Lost Socks and Other Lost Things
Despite his best efforts not to reveal a sliver of vulnerability. There was a flash of love in his dark, almond eyes. And I saw it.
The Jimmy Cliff Apocalypse
It’s not that he had an outsized personality or strange traits; in most ways he was within the range of what you’d call normal. But there was really nothing normal about him.
Imaginary Business Lady
The Business Lady pressed her on what her favorite shows and toys were and proceeded to tell her the prospects of the corporations behind them.
10 Minutes in the Woods
I marched in a direction of which I knew not, filling me with a positivity that was only matched by its notorious bedfellow, negativity.
The Laws of Physics, According to Salinas
Here, the sun never shone. It was blotted out by an eternal fog, a white-grey sheet pulled over a town which had long ago flatlined, but whose body remained here, somehow forgotten and forever awaiting an autopsy.
Ted Dickerson's Last Life
Today is Ted Dickerson’s 84th birthday. Or his 4,534,119,982,103rd birthday if you count his other lives, which he, of course, does. Either way, he’s determined to make it his last.
pretend you don’t know me ... is that impossible? ... pretend it’s not ... i want to be unknown—
I absorbed nothing, except her last words as she stepped into their car: “Children are easy to lie to. You’re smarter than most of them.”
The Nature of Things
I knew your mother, she says and your ancestors all the way back, and she shudders remembering what came before.
O'Reilly: The Patron Saint of Happiness
There are no picket fences high enough, no hill too steep for your fresh heart.
last summer when you called ...
I’m from a place where tree roots are shallow ...
Snow Girl Found
Years ago, I met my true love here. I was six, he was six. Now I’m fifteen, and so is he. He waits for me on these chilly winter mornings. His lips are cold, they melt when they touch mine.
... leaving the little tracks in the dirt where you can see behind you for miles what you left but not why.