The divan in the posh fitting room wasn’t the place to have a good cry, though the even posher attendants were used to brides,...

Tallboys, Tony told me, came in dove grey and Chantilly grey and London oak and Rutland oak and more varieties than most people might...

CW: suicide After the fire, even as the rain comes, a man will most miss what he never had. A service had cleaned his condominium...

CW: violence My uncle was a terrible man. It's a statement I won't take back. He has seen and been through some things, you know. Any...

Elisabeth stood within the bounds of the cupola and looked out to sea. The storm was beginning to rage full-tilt now, abusive and...

I noticed Eve first at the Bad Ass Café in Dublin in Temple Bar. She sat across from me and I thought she looked a lot like my favorite...

We’d split remainders of bottom-shelf half-gallons between the six of us at Jason’s and it wasn’t until after 11:30 we realized we needed...

Today was cold but bright, the October sun low on the horizon and bouncing rainbows from the car windscreens. The children were laughing...

Discovering that most supermarket, free-range turkeys primarily congregate in overcrowded, dirty sheds, Evie bought herself a free-range...

My neck aches from gazing at the clear glass ceiling in the Grand Gallery but I don’t know what else to do. I’ve studied every detail of...

There was no light in the sky. True, scientists never expected the pole star to go supernova, and yet it so unceremoniously blinking out...

Angie has a small part in my unpublished novel. Her daughter, Mindy, is the catalyst in the novel and the second protagonist as it were....

There is, one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath. - H....

Back when I used to tell my famous bed story, I told it slowly. In my mind, its events needed to undulate like a flag filmed in slow...

It was the same every time it happened, Al thought, as he pulled on the gloves. After the bodies had been uncovered or the evidence...

Alex kept digging until her forearms were on fire. She crouched down, clawing through layers of hats, purses, belts, wishing she’d worn...

April was wearing a polka-dot scarf at the picnic where she fell in love. She untied the scarf and swirled it in the air to announce her...

Walter's Eighth Hypothesis Although it may be true that one may avoid some nagging when one's mother leaves, it would be disingenuous to...

Photograph by Amy Bassin The 8:22 a.m. Kennedy Boulevard bus paused at the red light on the corner of Bentley. While staring at the line...

“Look at that.” My wife points across my body as I slow to pull into the driveway. Her arm irritates me, but her tone lets me know not to...