Tall as the devil, they said. At thirteen. Wingspan of a rare stork. Hands fat as chuck steaks. He should have been ruining worlds, not having his own destroyed by a pint-sized Indian in a second-hand Raiders jacket.… more
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Three Fishermen
FICTION by Alexandros PlasatisHe was jealous of them, of the immigrants, of their boldness, their adventures, but he wouldn’t admit it, and he looked at them and they looked at him, and the space in-between was trapped in guilt, his and theirs.… more
My Chinese Suit
FICTION by Brian BeattyI’d never considered myself a mama’s boy, but what I’d never considered turned out not to matter very much.… more
