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Category Archives: Fiction
This is the room
I grew up in, popped out the window screen of to sneak out of twice a week my second year of high school, hid my first bottle of tequila in; where I left that bottle in a suitcase in the … Continue reading
Mama Palma
Daithí “No, man. Really. I’m not kidding!” A noticeable number of eyes glanced in the direction of the doorway to acknowledge the spike in his voice. “Come on, then. Give it to me. Share the details,” I offered in a … Continue reading
The Story of a Nyala
The surgeon told me his wife had turned into a deer. I wished he could ask more about my brand-new gallbladder-free life, but he only skimmed through my incisions and said they looked fine. No, the foul odor I smelled … Continue reading
Something of a Ghost Story
I: Lips Like Sugar My life is defined by a series of bad decisions. Stacey was one. That’s a character flaw—always missing what is hidden in plain sight. After I left high school, Stacey took my project photos from Media … Continue reading
Strange Treasures in Gran’s Kitchen
My sister was like water drawn by the moon to slip quietly away. Our sleep was never disturbed by her soft tread down the stairs, to the front door with the rectangular piece of stained glass hiding a starless night. … Continue reading
While You Were Dreaming
I peeled a layer of you, physically. The yellowed, translucent film of an eye. Slipped it into a Ziploc made for a button. It was a start. And as this most intimate part of you—the part through which you experienced … Continue reading
The Valley
When I broke up with Paul, it was like waking up for the first time in five years. The way some addicts talk about their first days of sobriety. But addicts wake up and realize how thoroughly they ruined their … Continue reading
The Birthday
Dax was right, the moon was pure and sharp and silver, but as they picked their way down the icy steps of Shelby’s apartment, Lucinda pretended to slip so she wouldn’t have to agree. “Whoa there.” Dax steadied her. He … Continue reading
Harry and the Hidden City (an excerpt from Pharoni)
In which our narrator finds his friend Harry for the first time since Harry’s resurrection. MIDTOWN MANHATTAN In an instant, my dance partner vanished, and the fun ended, at least for me. The DJ turned up the alien music, and … Continue reading
Once in a Lifetime Aspiring Artists Program!
Lukewarm lemon juice was served to each guest in large foam cups. All guests gathered at the dining room table to dig into their cup of lemon juice in absolute silence. Trepidations were absent as each and every guest had … Continue reading
Spare Dollar
An old maid with a red beanie was installed outside the subway station on Franklin Street, two steps from the vending machines. James caught a glimpse of her performance as he hurried to catch the six o’clock train. She was … Continue reading
Can You Teach Me How To Dance Real Slow?
At fifteen, Danny was a Flushing boy from a house that spoke Taiwanese and a Taiwanese dialect of Mandarin. In June, he was sent to a seven-week camp called the Center for Talented Youth at a Queens campus of Columbia … Continue reading
The View from Marigot
At the Saint Martin airport terminal, my youngest brother hurried toward our car with a look of consternation, as if he had suffered greatly on the plane. Francis still looked thin and brittle. He was skittish and kept checking the … Continue reading
Under the Cloche
That first night, he and I orphaned the stars and lay on a sheepskin rug under the Hunter’s Moon. The conversation flowed like champagne in a burbling brook as we observed a fiery white polka dot in the sky. His … Continue reading
They Brought Me My Schooldays
They brought me my schooldays, all jumbled up in a box. I opened the box cautiously. I don’t think they usually bring me boxes, and fear peering into it might draw a rebuke from the man. Or disapproval from the … Continue reading
A Culinary Row
A body was thrown from the 26th floor of a mid-sized kitchen balcony. The body was clutching a turnip in its right hand as it fell. The turnip was peeled, perfectly. With love. As the pair fell, someone in a … Continue reading
The Bone River
The dead are watching Hitchcock flicks at a drive-thru theater beside what was once a river but is now a bone pit. See, every year the dead shed a single bone of their choosing to discard into the pit. Bodies … Continue reading
The Altitude of the Moon
Sarah opted for the moderate hike and climbed into the curved ear of the moon. She slept until her face was swollen from the altitude. She wanted to be sure that she wasn’t allergic to the sky. Took two Benadryl … Continue reading
The Women Caught on Fire
The man’s loneliness was so great, Fate remembered, that he wanted to look away and cling to his mother. – Roberto Bolaño, 2666 The woman is sitting at her desk and chain-smoking Marlboros. Her eyes burn from the smoke packed … Continue reading
Grit
The girl was wet-nosed and unkempt, blinking against the cruel light of my cellphone’s high glare. She turned her head back into the scarred nylon of her sleeping bag and lay still, as though I might disappear if she could … Continue reading
The Ambassador
They recalled the ambassador last night. By the time it hit the news, he was gone. It’s still always a ‘he’ when it comes to ambassadors here. They don’t trust ‘shes’ yet. They don’t trust him either, now. The ambassador … Continue reading
Skeletons Walk South
He comes undone when an old woman on the street in Tucson snatches a loose thread on his suit jacket and jerks it loose. He shouts at her to let go, but she laughs and disappears around the corner, pulling … Continue reading
Letter Never Sent
ONE Two packs of Marlboros a day. Did I write that I tried to cut down my smoking three months ago? Well, at least I am getting that raise at my job. It should pay for the additional two bucks … Continue reading
Heroics
The thing about this town without you in it is that it quickly becomes a cliché. It’s a big empty space full of big empty people and I am looking out on all of it from this balcony, trying to … Continue reading
Bones
She’s down by the lake with her friend. It’s February, so the rocks that were submerged in summer are now well above the water. She remembers being grazed by them on her shins, thighs and torso when she went swimming, … Continue reading
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