The God Of Small Things
“Will you stop that!” Ammu said, so loudly that Murlidharan, who had hopped off the milestone to stare into the Plymouth, backed off, his stumps jerking in alarm. “What?” Rahel said, but knew immediately what. Her spit bubble. “Sorry, Ammu,” Rahel said. “Sorry doesn’t...
How We Are Hungry – Quiet
I asked her if she worried about losing her job, if she was caught on film. I put my knuckle to my lips. “Not really,” she said. “There are lots of jobs. There are so many things to do. Too damned many, really. It might be time to move anyway. This...
Introduction to The Best American Nonrequired Reading 2007
There are some things you tell no one, secrets packed and folded away…
Hermes of the Ways
The hard sand breaks,
and the grains of it
are clear as wine.
Far off over the leagues of it,
the wind,
playing on the wide shore…