With a sudden gust, the hat blew off his head and sped on its brim away down the beach. The painter watched it go, brush…
When she is gibbous, I dread. When full, I madden. Waning, she is a jealous old woman. I sew cloaks all day and into the…
My grandmothers gathered in the village square and passed a bottle of cider back and forth between themselves. They hadn’t RSVPd, so we had to order extra…
The birds are waiting on frosty fence posts. Marta’s on the uneven path, her cheek resting on the inside of her upper arm, weary of…
I bought all his records, taped his posters to my bedroom wall. Every evening, I’d gaze at his flawless face before switching off the light,…
Come, you said, let’s see the island from afar. Let’s get the boat, two bottles of retsina, pour a libation to the gods. You wanted…
You are not your thoughts, she reminds me. Thoughts lead to feelings. She tells me to snap the band on my wrist whenever I think…
She leaked brine for three days solid. When it finally stopped she was different: dissolute, like a cloud emptied of rain. Return to Splonk Issue…
You: ten Regal Kingsize and peppermint Extra. Me: twelve tins of Harp and a bottle of Rumpleminz. That evening at the end of summer, the…
The night Mamaw got sick, the rain fell and froze. I heard my father get out of bed and head to the vineyard to try…