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Overnight in my room I became an apple. I pressed my can to the wall because my neighbor played viola and someone was running the sweeper and someone else blowing softly on an ember in a nest of grass. I became [...]
Coastal Salish loggers, mid-century, listened to that sound trees made in the moment of their falling, voice or song of the suffering that comes from knowing you’ve been uprooted by your brother, his tools cutting straight to the heartwood. In a 1st, bad paraphrase [...]
My dad says the snow wasn’t even anything to mention. A real sister kisser. Barely a dusting. He’s got me on speaker. My stepmom yelling about how the ambulance came, how my dad started doing the dishes after he dialed 911, didn’t want them thinking [...]
Six squirrels on the dead ash and the living pear. No. Seven. Swish of tails across the branches. They’ve pulled me from my sick chair to watch them skip, stop. Fly back up the snowy trunks. White tails! They bounce on such slender [...]
He asked the barmaid, “How much?” but she was busy listening to a guy trying to sell burner phones so He dropped a few bills on the counter and walked out into night air. He was somewhere in Pennsylvania and stars blinked faintly [...]
I wasn’t even looking for it. I was looking for an old shoebox with the baseball cards, the ones I bought when I was 8, the Topps ones of Willie McCovey and Tom Seaver, of Roberto Clemente and Steve Carlton, the mystery of youth, the [...]
I’ve been thinking about nothing a lot lately, the Nothing that slips out of weathered lips, when a child asks What is it? What’s going on? What are you thinking of, staring out a bleak, rain-pattered window? It’s nothing, of course. I think of [...]
We are on a train from the Atlantic to the future. It departed a long time ago, too long to remember, and I took a seat next to a man I have always known but never understood. He says, Tell me about your sins and [...]
Jose packs his dreams Jose kisses his kids goodbye Jose meets his coyote Jose crosses the border Jose, can you see? Can you see Jose? Jose dishwasher Jose landscaper Jose lives across from your house Jose is just as afraid of you as you are [...]
It was a lean-to one could live in so long as it never rained. It was a grain of salt close up, looking like a crystal, growing from itself like an outcrop of land. It was a sail opened in a storm. A [...]