Fiction

Scorching, Smokeless Fire

Everything started when we were thirteen—young and learning to love the womanhood that our mothers forced upon us.

Oct 19, 2018
The Richmond

Mama and Baba refused to leave our foggy little Chinese hamlet. Although they had traveled across the world, now they would no longer travel east of Arguello Boulevard.

Oct 12, 2018
The Bereavers at the Crying Competition

The MC introduced each contestant, and at the end, said that that year’s grief counselors in black would like to be called the Bereavers. He mispronounced it as the Beliebers, and the audience laughed, because they are American, and have no idea what Bereaver could mean.

Oct 06, 2018
The Other Mother

Patti never mentioned her own daughter. I realized she was a little broken too, like the rest of us. She had a tender point she hid from us, from me: the enemies.

Sep 28, 2018
The Dead and Other Unchosen Things

We only used this table for special occasions, for Christmas and New Year’s and birthdays. And for the dead.

Sep 14, 2018
Mae and Me

The two years after Daniel’s disappearance felt like a decade. My colleagues and students couldn’t decide whether to treat me like a widow or divorcée. Mae treated me like neither.

Dusty Secrets and Sleights of Hand

She whispered his words, trying to rekindle the magical spell Hubert had placed over her mother that day. Ruth hated him for doing what she couldn’t. He left.

Aug 31, 2018
Breaking and Entering for Would-Be Marine Biologists

“Yes, there are still whales, there are still haddock, crabs, seals. Their hearts beat, muscle and sinew unaltered by steel scale or steam-powered fins. For now, anyway.”

Aug 24, 2018
A Flea for a Dog

A turkey, a gown, a motorcycle, for bartered Chinatown dreams.

Aug 17, 2018
Bartending on a Captainless Ship

Captains are always making you think you’re secure and happy and then bam, you’re capsizing with an iceberg in your rearview mirror.

Aug 10, 2018
Sister Moon

“Maria felt that everything had slowed down and she could finally breathe again. Until the night the moon disappeared.”

Aug 03, 2018
The Longest Trial

There were eighteen thousand two hundred and fifty victims, one per day over the course of fifty years.

Jul 27, 2018
Can You See Me?

Once you know the details of your lover’s past, what’s going to keep that past unreal? The present is our land to guard, and the past is a force that tries to cross the border.

Jul 20, 2018
Girls in Love

Rosie is being followed. Her ex-boyfriend is having a hard time accepting the prefix.

Jul 13, 2018
Our Sleeping Lungs Opened to the Cold

What was it about us that disturbed the clients so thoroughly?

Jun 29, 2018
Buckle Up

When a seatbelt is held in the fist of one human, and swung at another human, there are a few possible outcomes.

Jun 22, 2018
God Hospital

“The healer’s home is a genuine trailer and sure as shit there’s the letters J-E-S-U-S graffiti-ed in red right across it.”

Jun 15, 2018
I Eat Men Like Air

How much work would a no-cook shirk, if a no-cook could shirk work?

Jun 08, 2018
Friends

“Can a friend kidnap a friend?”

Where the Magic Is

Maggie and I had done plenty of kinky things over the years, but we’d stayed away from eating rare magical animals.

May 18, 2018