Our lives (N)sync whenever we look back.… more
Clifford wakes and smells it, sickly sweet and wettish, and wonders how come he can’t go to the bathroom and can’t go to the bathroom and then he’s shit his britches. He shifts between the sheets, feels around and takes a peek, discovers he’s okay. But the house reeks. He rolls to the edge of… more
I needed to love so I chose the girl in the backyard who looked like my sister.… more
The author of “Half a Man to Bury” discusses memories and death and being remembered in death… more
“Food-borne stupidity is noticeable in speech and behavior, and not just on some microscopic chemical level that only geeks care about… more