Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there were towns with edges, towns in places like Wasilla, or Bessemer. People in those towns were afraid to go to big places, like Anchorage or Stevens Point, though sometimes they would go in and out quickly to buy...

To Bring or Not Bring My Phone Off to the woods, I go to die (again). Do I bring my phone this time? Service is reliable, a strong connection will exist until I: A) drain battery, B) turn phone off, C) lose phone, D) bury phone. I consider creating a list:...

The bird has the nerve to make a castle or an econobox. It takes serious amber to reconcile that density. In a responsible freeze, the court owes the landowner. The tenet cuts onions without emotion; there is a gene for that. After a chilly engagement, this union is...

Friends with cars white tights and shoes the double life I was leading. Older kids laughed at my jokes. We bitched about our rotten lives. She opened the packet to dole out the lines. I looked at my watch and blew it right there.

Orange Today is National Eat Your Jell-O Day. Jell-O is a gelatin dessert and gelatin a protein produced from collagen and extracted by boiling animal bones. People eat gelatin desserts at potlucks, picnics, and barbeques because people enjoy sweet, jiggly treats when...

“What’s their story?” It was a game the three of us played when we went out. Our subject could be someone on the tube, or standing in line, or the occupants at a nearby table. We’d gone to the new upscale Tex-Mex place, and our choices were as plentiful as the items...

Mrs Rae received a letter on smokey paper written in the light of flame and buried inside a can in a shallow hole adjacent to the stream where were found huddled together in the trickle that could not protect them, a woman, and she and her children burned together in...

You can laugh, but scientists have taught spinach to send emails. I think of this when my mind drifts to a dark place, which happens more and more since Nicole left. I think about Nicole, then I think about spinach sending emails and living becomes a little less...

"The stone my brother saw give birth." [a quote from Barton Smock] The moment was dry. Cracked. Pebbled collapse. He cheered when it was over and the stones stopped stoning, owning to the silence we humans deserve.

A night electric. Night plugged into the mains. She tapped her steering wheel. Talking Heads on the radio. Something about a psycho. Something about a killer. Hum along. Parking lot lights. Coliseum lights. Stars and headlights from cars on the distant freeway. The...