Fiction

My Mother, an Ouroboros

Who were we? Puerto Ricans stuck in a drift, still moving from an American haunting howling on The Island, howling in us.

Dec 06, 2019
Eagle Son

The swastika on his sign is hand-drawn, a little uneven. Painted, not permanent marker. He made that thing himself. A Nazi crafter.

Nov 22, 2019
An Exercise in Paranoia

The prayer for air safety then begins to taxi to a halt: “Charge your angels, oh Lord, to escort the plane from take-off to landing.”

The Moon’s Navel

“You’re Mexican!” he said a little too enthusiastically, like I was just what he’d been looking for. I worried that he was going to put me in his museum or something.

Nov 08, 2019
The Whales

The whales would sing because they were alone, but with each other, their song a reminder that loss and exile are linked.

Nov 01, 2019
Year of the Pony

I can’t stop seeing the brush in her hand as a scalpel, her countless bracelets jangling as she prepares to make the next cut.

Oct 25, 2019
wIndin!—the exhilarating game of kinship, chance & economic redistribution

The winner must avoid having part or all of his or her assets taken into trust by the federal government.

Oct 22, 2019
Talking to Your Kids About Astronomical Phenomena

My daughter was fearless about the near-earth object. “It’s just ice and sky dust,” she told me when I asked if she felt afraid.

Oct 17, 2019
Riding Out the Storm with the One-Arm Man

Is years this place been here on this island and is years I see people age from this heaviness.

Oct 11, 2019
Whisper

The cashiers and the butcher had eyed my wrist like it told them everything they needed to know about me. But the bracelet meant nothing to the raven. It was his toy, the part of me meant for him.

Oct 04, 2019
Big Fan

Of course Tinsley knew Mia’s book launch was on Thursday. No one could talk about anything else online all weekend, but she hadn’t dared to picture herself actually there.

Sep 27, 2019
The Primary Breadstealer

He wanted to get as much work as possible, and maybe develop a mutually antagonistic relationship with a hero.

Sep 20, 2019
The Ghost on Platte River Access Road

That was the problem with ghosts, they made the air around them poisonous . . . and the only way to be rid of them was to be rid of the source.

Shadow Box

“It’s all well and good to dream. Dreaming keeps a body moving.”

Sep 06, 2019
The Projection of Jupiter in Zoo City

Humans should never have come to Florida, but their biggest mistake of all was Zoo City.

Aug 30, 2019
Mementorol Makes Lost Love Feel Found

“Like my heart was a tiny explosion,” is how one woman on r/mementorol describes her experience. I want to feel that way again.

Aug 23, 2019
We Can’t Be Good at Everything

He is forced into farcical attempts to catch her attention. Every other moment of his life has been arranged to this purpose, so why should his son’s birthday be any different?

Aug 16, 2019
Where’s Jenny B. Gone?

She had a smile like yours. None of us knew her real name. Then again, none of us were asking.

Aug 09, 2019
Saudade

We’d pull the curtains from their rods above the large living room window when we made love. This was when we were our own gods.

The Color of the Year 2022

It’s blithe, seductive, yet innocent. The color of soulfulness, it has been chosen for its ability to give people hope.

Jul 26, 2019