I want to know more about the moon. It never occurred to me that I would see it today - in the morning - or that I would be up before the...

Same Old Story She hadn’t been looking for love. That’s what everyone says, she knows. But really, she hadn’t. She had side-stepped love....

CW: violence She’s fuzzy. She might shatter into her pieces—a Lego spaceship bouncing down every stair. She’s buzzing like something bad...

CW: Self-harm They bought tickets for India over the summer and the first thing she did was weigh herself. She looked at the number on...

Have you noticed how the skin on your elbows changes as you get older? You haven’t until just the other day. You have penciled this in...

It always smelled like there was oil bubbling in the frying pan at the lake cabin. In the mornings, the smell of eggs and bacon mingled...

There were prickly pears everywhere. They nested in baskets and bowls were tucked into bureau drawers, in the glove compartments of cars,...

Timir likes being the little spoon and I like burying my face in his thick tousled curls; jet black like the darkness in his name....

The Dairy Queen pumps her cows’ teats like she milks the truth and mines for lies, plies her subjects with the...

Mary, Mother of God, All she wanted from Man, her second husband, was honesty, “hot coal white lies burn faster than gasoline.” Without...

Could you forgive me if I told you the air was warm as my skin, that there is no sound in the desert but your own shaking breath, that...

Jahanara stood sentry outside a place she had never visited. A place she had never had reason enough to visit. A bank. In her browned...

The moon is a vacancy sign, and I want to pull in for a rest. But the parking lot is full of stars, their headlights blinking through the...

Do you remember the time we were driving down Main Street in your dad's old blue Monte Carlo and "Fast Car" played on the radio? You said...

My Boy, When you read this letter, I will be dead. I’m sorry, but you need to let me go. If you don’t, I might start haunting people, and...

The first time we saw it, we were rowing under Barnes Bridge, cool shadows flooding our lungs with their mossy scent. Like the black...

I fell asleep with my left hand resting on my phone, and when I woke up the phone had become part of me. My hand had grown around it, had...

There once was a husband and wife who had lived in a big city out West. They were a happy couple who enjoyed teaching high school...

Spring break meant a trip south of Atlanta to Georgia’s fat bottom. Ama’s grandparents lived in a house there with two bedrooms, a single...

If Your Father Dies on Holiday in India and His Brother Whom You’ve Never Met Conducts His Funeral, Then Where For You Paining? CW:...