When the house burns down, big trucks will take us to the shelter in the city. I think of the lodgers’ bare feet on the gravel, but I can’t imagine…
Remy, wondering how she’s both drunk and hungover, rolls out of bed and opens her underwear drawer. She gazes at the beautiful sapphire egg, which seems to have grown overnight.…
There is a lighthouse underwater in Lake Pontchartrain, and if you just submerge your head you can see the gleam, misty green and hazy, of its light. It does beckon,…
I’m pouring syrup on my pecan waffle when I feel someone pull my hair. This little baby girl, in a child seat behind me at the restaurant, is drawing my…
Our house was a menagerie of the past sifted through other people’s hands. Victorian bed rails leaned against BB dented soda pop signs while stacks of newspapers rose stalagmite strong…
The receptionist led Iris into Dr. Moore’s office. Dr. Moore was running late. Iris settled against the sofa and practiced her question, in her head, the way she’d practiced it…
