Sow seeds outdoors, as soon as soil can be worked in spring, at depth of ½ inch.
When Maisie was born, Daniel wasn’t there. There were no stories about her birth that included him.
Read MoreWhen Hammond was very young, he had a hard time sleeping. It felt as though there were millions of tiny things crawling around beneath his skin, and the small, small spaces that separated each of these tiny things was known to him, and so it wasn’t just that there were millions of them, but that he never felt whole, and that he felt always on the brink of dissolving.
Read MoreDolly thought she smelled the sea. No. It was him. She hated his sexiness.
Read MoreYour mother is sending you to the underworld. You can only bring one item with you. Which do you choose?
Read MoreAfter the dog died in January, Bob's typical mopiness turned to nostalgia for his childhood house. It had been a long winter with a lot of cold and not much snow.
Read MoreWhy does anyone care what I eat? He asked her. Everyone cares she said
Read MoreThere was a brown spot on the wall. It looked a little raised, but that could’ve been an illusion created by the combination of the color and the wall’s texturing.
Read MoreEllen started baking in the afternoon and did not stop until around midnight, (after the soufflé had fallen, after the tea kettle cried, after she remembered, suddenly, what she had been trying all day to forget), she was tireless
Read MoreVic noticed a long-haul configuration dead-stopped a few tracks removed, both doors on both sides of its baggage car open such that he could see clean through, policemen on the near side lowering guns they had just pointed into the cavity of the railcar.
Read MoreI kissed someone for the first time last night. It wasn’t the first time I kissed anyone but it was the first time I kissed this person. He’s about to be famous—or already is, a little.
Read MoreHe hates guns, so I buy a gun. I hate guns, so I buy a gun. Here I am, sauntering up to the glass case of a sporting goods store.
Read MoreMaiden Estep leads the Red Hat into Number Six at Bear Town, where the mine starts. They walk at first, back to the crawl, miles deep inside, under the town of Grundy. Already, they have cut a strip in both directions, and soon they’ll be coming back through the middle, robbing pillars it’s called, the most danger any of them have been exposed to except the old guys, the robbing line and the dynamite guys.
Read MoreCecilia Cherry picked her nose. She picked it until it bled, and then she’d scrape at the scabs until it bled some more.
Read MoreMartin Behaim wakes in the humid belly of his own caravel, naked and bound at the limbs. It’s dark as death and twice as cold.
Read MoreRight here, right now. A gentle surf. The clouds retreating. Careful on the wet rocks. A man with an aluminum walking-stick ponders an emerald tide pool.
Read MoreIn July 1804 David Hosack knelt unsteady in the bottom of a rowboat bound back to Manhattan and soaked the knees of his breeches in Alexander Hamilton’s blood. Hosack straddled Hamilton like a field surgeon, like a lover.
Read MoreOn a night like this, on top of the world (which is for the moment the roof outside your latest lover's window, the one with the teeth) you remember something you were told by someone whose face you can’t remember but whose birthday was the same as yours.
Read MoreJanet 1 and Janet 2 shared all the same words. It sounded ridiculous, Oliver knew, but it was as if one Janet spoke to him in anagrams of arguments he’d had with the other.
Read MoreWhen I tell people I’m from Spencer, Iowa, I don’t expect them to automatically know that my hometown was ranked the 10th Best Place to Live in the United States by Relocate-America.com’s “America's Top 100 Places to Live for 2007.”
Read MoreWhen I came to I was lying flat on my back, the waves licking my naked ankles, my hair a mess of slime and seaweed. Placenta coated my pale blue arms, fingers swollen and nails encased in grime.
Read More