What had happened to Crazy Lady? Why was she the way she was? He knew what had happened to him.… Continue Reading
Our lives (N)sync whenever we look back.… Continue Reading
“Wait,” he says and types my name into the search bar.… Continue Reading
Lewis relishes, slightly and mischievously, the young couple’s naïve discourse about bridesmaids and flower centerpieces, as if it all means something. They are blissfully unaware of the inevitable mutual loathing that plagues all marriages.
She’s your problem now, Benny-boy. Enjoy paying for Amazon deliveries the rest of your life.… Continue Reading
My bladder feels like it’s about to burst. I got this frickin UTI, which is so goddang embarrassing because men, especially men my age, ain’t supposed to get. And now, I gotta take a piss real bad, but I refuse to get up from the sofa . . .… Continue Reading
Part of the problem was that we knew that we hated the government, but when we started to talk about how to fight the government, we realized that weren’t really sure who the government was. … Continue Reading
Yes, there’s a confessional aspect to the crônica, but the confessions are not at all personal. Instead, the crônica highlights a persona, a winking avatar in place of the whole of the writer. In other words, it’s not me. Because me? I’m still alone, dancing—you know it, baby. … Continue Reading
Easy payments!… Continue Reading
We found his last will and testament, printed on special old-style stationary from Staples he seemed to have stamp-notarized himself. I forgot to mention he was a notary public. He wanted all his assets donated to the NAACP, and he insisted his grave stone say, “Catch You on The Flip Side.”… Continue Reading
The physical metamorphosis of healing.… Continue Reading