Orbital
In the cosmic calendar of the universe and life, with the Big Bang happening on January 1st,...
Category: Lies
Albert Angelo
The tablemanners are appalling by Mr. Coulter’s standards. You notice him correcting one...
The Heart In Winter
On Wyoming Street in the evening a patent Irish stumbled by, some crazy old meathead in a motley...
All Fours
Her mood was a little off when I arrived. Or, not off (who was I to judge?), just unfamiliar. She took a long time hanging up my coat. “Are you okay?” But she didn’t do well with direct questions like that. As per our ritual we...
James
Never had a situation felt so absurd, surreal and ridiculous. And I had spent my life as a slave....
And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief As Photos
What reconciles me to my own death more than anything else is the image of a place: a place where...
All Fours
“Are all the rooms here this nice?” Cassie, fifty-three, only had a second while her daughter was...
James
I walked outside and over to the big fire, where the men were sitting. I was greeted and then I...
JR
— Get it? Art? You get it where you get anything you buy it, listen Gibbs don’t try to tell me in...
Our Strangers
I’m on the train, traveling alone, with two seats to myself. I have to use the restroom. Without...
Dream Count
I have always longed to be known, truly known, by another human being. Sometimes we live for years...
All Fours
My friends are always obliging me with ephemera like this—screenshots of sexts, emails to their...
