Fiction

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
The Dancer Ascends the Stage

Our dance was inspired by a custom where women lay swords at their throats, and men step on them just hard enough to prove the women’s courage.

Jul 19, 2019
The Day Nothing Remarkable Happened

If he had remembered to meet her, it could have changed everything. What is uncertain is whether he would have been spared.

Jul 12, 2019
Before the Crossing

The boy loved seeing the tent from outside, lit up by firelight, glowing brightest where it was wearing thin.

Jun 28, 2019
How to Be a Family

A married couple and their twin sons weather the heartbreaks and savor the joys of family life over decades in this novella.

Jun 14, 2019
The Kings of Norway

They all were going around trying to prove themselves, litigating the case for their own worth: Look at me, look at me, look at me—I matter, don’t I?

Jun 07, 2019
Harmless Are the Harvestmen We Don’t Let In

Who is there? I called when a spell of quiet passed, though I already had my guess, an automated sighting notice having gone out last week.

May 31, 2019
Whatever Doesn’t Kill Me

You’re safe now, said the plates, the walls, the glasses, even the golden chandelier that I hadn’t noticed before.

May 24, 2019
You and Me, Bird

Your near-life experiences have coalesced in this momentary identity. You are a woman speeding along I-10 with a caged green-cheeked conure chirping by her side.

May 17, 2019
Boys into Men, and Men into Monsters, While I Am Home With the Girls

When you disappeared, three nights ago, I told them you were up north, visiting your mother. Why should I tell them different?

May 10, 2019
A Packing List for the End of the World

I decide to put the plant in the ground the next time we stop, to insist that something I’ve loved will survive me.

May 03, 2019
Tumblr vs. Democracy

They tell me that my new job is to chisel a deep and lasting crack into the foundation of American democracy.

Apr 26, 2019
The Encroachment of Waking Life

The man in the fur hat warned me things might be different after we crossed the time barrier—that my presence might confound, even frighten those who’d forgotten me.

Apr 19, 2019