Him or His Brother
Anna Lea Jancewicz
I was wearing white lipstick when I pressed a kiss onto the dirty window in the back corner of his mother’s garage, pasting spider silk and bone-colored dust to the glass. I left that mark to be
I was wearing white lipstick when I pressed a kiss onto the dirty window in the back corner of his mother’s garage, pasting spider silk and bone-colored dust to the glass. I left that mark to be
The girl you spent a whole summer watching Beverly Hills 90210 and eating McDonald’s lunches with ran up behind you, taking hold of your backpack.
I ran into myself at the grocery store the other day. The store had just run out of Cookie Crisp cereal. The worst part was that I'd gone to the store specifically to get the cereal, along with
Before I was fired from Pinnacle Heating & Air, my boss had me drive to Limon to pick up the most expensive heat pump on the market at his other store. I almost felt bad for the guy he was
The Mortadella
Sometimes when my husband and I argue he eats mortadella from the refrigerator. Other times he does not.
Rubenesque
There is a term for women of my wife’s size, a
Nelson stands on the corner of two major intersections in Springfield. He stands inert, periodically blinking as if waiting for something to happen to him. Cars pass by and street lights flicker on
Good morning. Vincent Peppers here and I just thought this day is a grave. Terrible words to have running through your head this early, but I can’t help it. I’m waiting for a scheduled 11 am
Recovery
After draining the toilet I put everything in the toilet. I drank a bottle of cough syrup and went outside. The cat spoke to birds. The birds spoke to bees. The bees spoke to me. They
Did you eat?
Yes.
There’s carrot cake with cream cheese frosting.
Oh, good. I’ll have some later.
And walnuts.
Good.
How was work?
A man in Oklahoma was googling ‘carbon
Luis was walking home from work one evening when a man stepped in front of him, blocking his way on the sidewalk.
The man was dressed in a black coat and he was wearing a tan hat.
“I have
The afternoon we chose the new chief of Cyclops Island, we stood in a circle at the top of the isle’s highest peak, heads drooping, as we squinted and sweated in the sun. The chief had positioned
Gene is fluent in Klingon, comfortable even with the tricky irregular conjugations of the stative verbs
Roxana and Robert are in therapy because they argue: about the baby, about the laundry, about therapy, and about therapy, too.
Can you teach an eighteen-year-old trauma?
Is this new relationship self-sabotage in disguise, or is it the cure?
Garielle's longest, most peculiar, most particularized book. A sure-to-be collector's item. Not be be missed!