Not until five years had passed did I see Lanier again. His appearance had changed—civilianized, I suppose, with a longish beard, a small fro, and a little pooch around…
The squirrels at Pasquali’s Garden Center are building an army. Andre first notices as he waters the shrubs before the store opens and their abyss-black eyes watch from behind…
You are eight months pregnant, panting on a treadmill at the New York Sports Club on East 76th Street. Despite some difficulty breathing, there’s a smile on your face.…
His ship was the pride of the Liverpool yards; her sails, taut in the favorable trades; her belly, stuffed with African rosewood fit to win the favor of the…
She tells herself dickhead’s gotta go because she is everything she is and more without his dirt hands sweat stink licorice breath hot like fire Come ere baby you…
In the beginning is the fish stink, a padlock pinched through a doorlatch eye. When I’m eight years old, my mother lifts the hem of her nightshirt to show…
Sometimes I think of all the people I’ll never know. Even now someone is kneeling. Not worship, but praying for a line to follow. My life is full. Seven…