Past the Farallones by Michael Thériault How, Sean? thought Danilo; how would Sean care? The others, too, appeared surprised. Sean had always seemed the hardest of them, even though each of them who gathered on weekday mornings for coffee–except Danilo–had decades of...
Like Meals, Everything Ends by Nina Smilow I met G when I was twenty and had never tried most of the food the city that I grew up in offered. I didn’t know the difference between caponata and carbonara, but I knew both went on pasta, which I never ate. I didn’t know...
Eating Frogs by Derek Otsuji We brought them home live in a gunny sackthat bulged and moved as the frogs kicked inside.When dad went in the house to get the cleaverand cutting board, he gave me the sack to hold.When he came back, I opened the sack’s mouth.He reached...
paige by Brenna Womer when i wasa little girl,i had a friendnamed paige;she wasthe first timei realizeda commonnoun couldalso be aproper one. i went homewith paigeand her motherafter schoolonce, and inthe car shesaid her parentswere gettinga divorce. in her room,i...
epigenetics or: the names we were given by Nicole V. Basta when anna stands between her father at her feet like barleyin spring and her mother, a seed, being carried away to a fieldof disappearing, beneath her is land already fertilized by power when the sky is green,...
