Girls Girls Girls

Fiction
  Elkie trusts Don absolutely. He’s a cross between a boyfriend and a father, though Elkie knows boyfriends and fathers aren’t supposed to be the same thing, and he’s not…

The View from the Necropolis

Fiction
  The officials have asked us to redo the museum: walking through the ruins of the Greek settlement, they poke at the stones with their feet, render instructions to me…

You’ve Got to Be Good to People

Fiction
  Florian Davis was hit by a truck on Monday at 3 o’clock; she was just crossing Main Street. That’s what everyone said: “She was just crossing Main Street.” They…

Mastermind

Fiction
It was the fall the NFL players went on strike, asking that their wage scale be calculated as a function of gross revenue—a demand the team owners recoiled from as…

Seventeen Things about My Friend Farzana

Fiction
  1. Farzana is even more beautiful than I remember. The girlish softness of her face has sharpened into angular maturity, as though someone reached under her skin and adjusted…

Vibiana in the Half-court Set

Fiction
  Callie and I were thirteen the summer of ‘87, the summer the Los Angeles Lakers won the World Championship. During the school months, we were required to wear the…

The Spectrum of Wonders

Fiction
  It was 1987, and I was eighteen years old. My parents made me get a post-graduation summer job in the cafeteria of the local college, a liberal arts school…

Vibiana in the Half-court Set

Fiction
  Callie and I were thirteen the summer of ‘87, the summer the Los Angeles Lakers won the World Championship. During the school months, we were required to wear the…

The Floatplane

Fiction
  There were all sorts of holes in Moriko’s story, but for $4,000, it wasn’t my place to point them out. She claimed to be an art dealer with works…

The Watchers

Fiction
  Zakir could not recall when or how he first caught sight of the watchers. No more than a silhouette on a rooftop, a pair of knowing eyes in a…

The Worm

Fiction
  You won’t have heard about what happened to my brother. Not on the news, certainly. With things on like wars and hurricanes, the news doesn’t have much time for…

Receive Us Every One

Fiction
  And the barbarous people shewed us no little kindness: for they kindled a fire, and received us every one, because of the present rain, and because of the cold.…