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Rattlesnake Around the Moon

In Carnadine, a shithole somewhere west of Phoenix, along a dry gulch of an old arroyo carved in some flash flood before he was born, Rapper emerges from the rusted trailer he inherited from a long-gone trucker. His molar’s shimmying; his face is hanging like a...

If/then

If angels are not what we imagine, then I wouldn’t worry so much about things going wrong If I am alive now and in the future, then robots are logical next step If homunculi are friendly, then monkeys should not be behind bars If...

In a Land Far Away

She, she was born thus, a she. Around her were cousins, he-cousins. Whenever a gathering, he-cousins crowded, shoving her aside, not a thought to them as they did. Time after time. Came a time, an expanse of time, one he-cousin sat, back-seat beside her, he-uncle,...

The Butterfly Children

The Butterfly Children I’d never heard of the butterfly children before I had one. Sometimes the angels descend with trumpets and announce the fruit of your womb and such. Sometimes it’s far more subtle. The baby arrived too early, a tiny larva so delicate you could...

January 6, 2021

January 6, 2021   I work at my desk the morning of January 6th. It's hard to concentrate, but too early to expect any news. I am acutely aware that electoral votes are to be counted at joint session of Congress today. "Don't worry," people had told me. "There's...

Abagail to Abe

News gunned across every church from Springfield to Mississippi after the birth of Abigail. Her mother, Nancy’s womb belted the length of the Union States. When her water broke, she drained more than 3,000 square miles through central Illinois and flash flood corn and...

Abagail to Abe

News gunned across every church from Springfield to Mississippi after the birth of Abigail. Her mother, Nancy’s womb belted the length of the Union States. When her water broke, she drained more than 3,000 square miles through central Illinois and flash flood corn and...

Go on, love

I have inherited the undesire for marriage. People ask me about it: why don’t you care about this? It’s odd for a woman. It’s especially odd for a woman from such a marriage-obsessed culture in which your caste, your complexion, your chastity, your silence determine...

A Daughter Needs a Name Like an Amulet

She wakes up laughing at her dream that she is a chest of drawers with a single knob in the middle. She wakes to find her belly button has popped like a Butterball turkey thermometer. She dreams she is eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. She wakes and makes a...

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