Short Story

The Whales

The whales would sing because they were alone, but with each other, their song a reminder that loss and exile are linked.

Nov 01, 2019
Year of the Pony

I can’t stop seeing the brush in her hand as a scalpel, her countless bracelets jangling as she prepares to make the next cut.

Oct 25, 2019
Talking to Your Kids About Astronomical Phenomena

My daughter was fearless about the near-earth object. “It’s just ice and sky dust,” she told me when I asked if she felt afraid.

Oct 17, 2019
Riding Out the Storm with the One-Arm Man

Is years this place been here on this island and is years I see people age from this heaviness.

Oct 11, 2019
Whisper

The cashiers and the butcher had eyed my wrist like it told them everything they needed to know about me. But the bracelet meant nothing to the raven. It was his toy, the part of me meant for him.

Oct 04, 2019
Big Fan

Of course Tinsley knew Mia’s book launch was on Thursday. No one could talk about anything else online all weekend, but she hadn’t dared to picture herself actually there.

Sep 27, 2019
The Primary Breadstealer

He wanted to get as much work as possible, and maybe develop a mutually antagonistic relationship with a hero.

Sep 20, 2019
The Ghost on Platte River Access Road

That was the problem with ghosts, they made the air around them poisonous . . . and the only way to be rid of them was to be rid of the source.

Shadow Box

“It’s all well and good to dream. Dreaming keeps a body moving.”

Sep 06, 2019
The Projection of Jupiter in Zoo City

Humans should never have come to Florida, but their biggest mistake of all was Zoo City.

Aug 30, 2019
Mementorol Makes Lost Love Feel Found

“Like my heart was a tiny explosion,” is how one woman on r/mementorol describes her experience. I want to feel that way again.

Aug 23, 2019
We Can’t Be Good at Everything

He is forced into farcical attempts to catch her attention. Every other moment of his life has been arranged to this purpose, so why should his son’s birthday be any different?

Aug 16, 2019
Where’s Jenny B. Gone?

She had a smile like yours. None of us knew her real name. Then again, none of us were asking.

Aug 09, 2019
Saudade

We’d pull the curtains from their rods above the large living room window when we made love. This was when we were our own gods.

The Color of the Year 2022

It’s blithe, seductive, yet innocent. The color of soulfulness, it has been chosen for its ability to give people hope.

Jul 26, 2019
The Dancer Ascends the Stage

Our dance was inspired by a custom where women lay swords at their throats, and men step on them just hard enough to prove the women’s courage.

Jul 19, 2019
The Day Nothing Remarkable Happened

If he had remembered to meet her, it could have changed everything. What is uncertain is whether he would have been spared.

Jul 12, 2019
Before the Crossing

The boy loved seeing the tent from outside, lit up by firelight, glowing brightest where it was wearing thin.

Jun 28, 2019
The Kings of Norway

They all were going around trying to prove themselves, litigating the case for their own worth: Look at me, look at me, look at me—I matter, don’t I?

Jun 07, 2019
Harmless Are the Harvestmen We Don’t Let In

Who is there? I called when a spell of quiet passed, though I already had my guess, an automated sighting notice having gone out last week.

May 31, 2019