The grocery bag hit the floor before I even realized I’d dropped it. Eggs cracked against the hardwood. Yellow yolk spread across the dark boards. Neither of them heard it. […]
Amelia My car is twelve years old. It has a dent in the passenger door I have never bothered to fix. My apartment near Fort Bragg has one bedroom, a […]
Covered My husband left on a Tuesday in October, when Jane was five years old. There was no screaming. No confession extracted through tears. No plates broken, no doors […]
My name is Margaret Johnson. I was sixty-two years old when the boy I had carried in my womb, the son I had nursed through fevers and held through nightmares, […]
The padlock was rusted shut. I stood on the porch in the dark with two suitcases and a flashlight I had bought at a gas station forty miles back, and […]
I came around the bend in the drive that afternoon and stopped the truck. Twenty-seven cars were parked on my grass. A DJ booth with speakers the size of refrigerators […]
Come In, Mom A story about the difference between being invited and being wanted I have a box of photographs in my bedroom closet that I look at sometimes on […]
I was still connected to monitors when my mother-in-law hit me in front of my parents. The hospital room carried the scent of antiseptic and old coffee, and the fluorescent […]
He Chose Me Too A story about what a six-year-old said when all the adults went quiet My parents met Daniel three months after we started dating, at a Sunday […]
When You Stop Carrying Them A story about what happens when the person everyone called a burden finally leaves I had spent the better part of twelve hours helping keep […]