We Walk the Downtown

We wander the downtown, boarded up and abandoned except for the Greek diner at College and the newsstand across the street. We look at magazines, starting with the British music papers, reading up on bands no one heard of in this fading tourist town where nothing...

Bluebell’s Last Flight

When Bluebell was ten she tied thirty red balloons to her back, stood on the roof of the shed, spread her arms like wings and took off over the world. She wrote a story about her flight and everything she saw. When the teacher read it she caned Bluebell for copying...

Un-Pinocchio

When I was a boy, I told my parents I wanted to become Pinocchio.  That made my parents mad because they said then I’d have a craving to become a real boy and I already was one.  I didn’t understand the anger.  It’s not like they wanted to kill me or anything.  It was...

Con Amore

You stick the key in the mailbox. “Did you get it today?” Amelia shouts this from the second floor, across your apartment complex’s courtyard. Your sister waves, leaning heavy against the railing. You find two envelopes in the box: a credit card bill and the letter...

Miserere

Miserere mei, have mercy upon me, O God, according to your loving kindness. In your great compassion, in your great compassion, in your great compass, in your great…grandfather. Your great-grandfather came to bring us avocados yesterday. The day the avocados...

Warehouse

I could hear them calling my name from the truck bay. Orders were piling up, the customers, pissed. I often hid out in the loft to write poetry; other times to avoid work. This time was different: I had a rash all over my face and neck. Not just any rash, mind you. It...

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