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Gail sits at her computer at a bow legged circular table, crowded with books unwatered plants, a cloche covering a bunch of leaves - black with age, a lit candle, a red rose encased in Perspex and a pair of...
Thursday, 5 August, 2010
In a coffee shop on Dead Elm Street, Norma assembles the chicken bones on her plate into an arrow pointing at her stomach. Once, in a magazine, she'd seen a picture of a hen split open down the breast, unzipped... More...
Miriam was fighting a cold. She wanted to be fighting it in bed, tended by Ezra and wrapped in a comforter. She wanted, in general, to be comforted, but instead she was making her way through an inexplicably crowded sidewalk,... More...
Once they were gone, he emptied their home of everything but his bed, his desk, the clothes in his closet, kitchen table, refrigerator, washer, dryer, and two chairs, one for eating, and one for writing letters. Pictures, couches, wardrobes, the... More...
Everyone knew what New York looked like. Especially from a boat that should have passed the Statue of Liberty on its way in to dock. For him to have mistaken this for that was unimaginable. For him to have had... More...
No one would ever suspect that our quiet, mild-mannered clerk, Stephan, might be a freemason. And yet it turned out to be true. The news brought by one of our colleagues spread through the office like a wildfire and... More...
My father named me Aaliya, the high one, the above. He loved the name, and I was constantly told, loved me even more. I did not remember. He passed away many months before my second birthday. More...
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