House

poetry
  after “Silently and Very Fast” by Catherynne M. Valente   I was a house once      very large       empty rooms aching like teeth I knew what a house knows  …

Yucca Valley

poetry
  Light dissolves on the outskirts of town where the trees are mostly their arms, devoid of reason in a strange dream. What hides in itself in the desert? I…

Somedays

poetry
  There is a clay house strange in a desert but no windows, no doors, people are gone no sound except bullets cracking past my ear, and then I wake…

whose evacuation

poetry
  the neighbors build on the brink of forest, in a few months, the house could be done or gone. watch from the field as they pour foundation concrete, then…

The Other Osama

Fiction
  He was born with a silver knife in his mouth. And he was its first victim. —Osama Alomar   Inside, the shop was limewashed and long enough to fit…