There are few things your dad can do that will surprise you, but sending your cat back to the shelter and claiming to bury a bunch of money in the…
This man, Tom Goodnough, looked guilty as he slunk along, but that was how he always looked even when he’d done nothing wrong. His facial features didn’t help: flatline of…
I’m thirteen years old when I first press my index finger to the back of my throat. My stomach lurches and I heave, expelling a stream of sour, stinking bile.…
I’ve spent my whole life dying. I’ve lived a life like I was dying. I’ve been dying to meet the right person, I’ve been dying to be something, I’ve been…
The first boy I slept with called it my “Jesus scar.” It’s on my side, on my “natural waist.” The scar itself is about half inch around and puckered in.…
I taped flyers to the maple trees that lined both sides of the street. Your gap-toothed smile stared back at me, crooked school tie, and favourite pink bow. I only had one…
October 13th, 1966 Carl Wisconsin c/o Nipost 711 Nulla St. Mankato Mississippi Dear Carl, I found your address in the name-change section of a foreign newspaper. But asides the section…
Across a tiny white square of table, your friend Joanie is slowly dying, although neither of you is supposed to know that just yet. She is wearing an exultant silk…
