Even in death, I would make a showing of my conscientiousness. I would step into a black trash bag, first removing my heels to avoid a snag. I’d put a note on the outside of a second bag before pulling it over my head. “Please do not open; call the police.”
The water witch said that if I cut my hair and killed the prince and his new bride she would turn my legs back into fins and I could go home. I didn’t have to think about it very hard.
The water witch said that if I cut my hair and killed the prince and his new bride she would turn my legs back into fins and I could go home. I didn’t have to think about it very hard.
When I was dead, I returned to my father’s house, an old farmstead in Northwestern Ohio, and I stood alone in the gravel drive, satisfied to see that the house was just as I remembered it—small and gray, rising on a plot of land west of a moonlit apple orchard.
When I was dead, I returned to my father’s house, an old farmstead in Northwestern Ohio, and I stood alone in the gravel drive, satisfied to see that the house was just as I remembered it—small and gray, rising on a plot of land west of a moonlit apple orchard.
The Class of 1953 Tachikawa Air Base Bride School girls were fertile, well-fed and rested.
The Class of 1953 Tachikawa Air Base Bride School girls were fertile, well-fed and rested.
"Me, all scatter-shotted words I tried out in the air ..."
"Me, all scatter-shotted words I tried out in the air ..."
So obviously I couldn’t do it. She would have known it was real.
So obviously I couldn’t do it. She would have known it was real.
It’s really Freudian, that. Turning a doctor into a parent for a few minutes. That’s why Maeve likes him.
It’s really Freudian, that. Turning a doctor into a parent for a few minutes. That’s why Maeve likes him.
I Googled things that bond people. Google said trauma.
I Googled things that bond people. Google said trauma.
Ken pounded out three novelty songs on his busted up acoustic guitar, looking like a knock-off Daniel Johnston.
Ken pounded out three novelty songs on his busted up acoustic guitar, looking like a knock-off Daniel Johnston.
Love is like a museum. You have to look around, experience things, and then leave.
"[Her Lesser Work] is a collection of mordant and formally inventive stories circling themes of, let’s say, desire and escape within repressive structures."
-Walker Caplan, Literary Hub
