Fiction

In a lovely urban coincidence, the last two houses on our block were both occupied by widows who had lost their husbands in Eastern European pogroms. Dad...

I never could stomach Adams and then one day he’s standing in my kitchen, in his underwear. Facing in the direction of my kids’ room! So I wonk him in the...

Tuesday morning, Jillian from Disasters calls. Apparently an airman named Loolerton has poisoned a shitload of beavers. I say we don’t kill beavers, we...

Twice already Marie had pointed out the brilliance of the autumnal sun on the perfect field of corn, because the brilliance of the autumnal sun on the...

Al Roosten stood nervously behind the paper screen. Was he nervous? Well, he was a little nervous. Although probably a lot less nervous than most people...

Three days shy of her fifteenth birthday, Alison Pope paused at the top of the stairs.Say the staircase was marble. Say she descended and all heads turned....

“Drip on?” Abnesti said over the P.A.“What’s in it?” I said.“Hilarious,” he said.“Acknowledge,” I said.Abnesti used his remote. My MobiPak™ whirred. Soon the...

Three cars for two grownups, I thought. What a country. What a couple of selfish dicks my wife and her new husband were.

Wasn’t overcoming this feeling of fear what truly distinguished the brave?

Well, if he wanted a fight, she knew how to fight. She liked it. She was good at it. She’d make him pay. The way she always had.

SEPTEMBER 3rdHaving just turned forty, have resolved to embark on grand project of writing every day in this new black book just got at OfficeMax. Exciting...

Many years after her husband had died, Nwamgba still closed her eyes from time to time to relive his nightly visits to her hut, and the mornings after, when...