I found the mattress on Facebook Marketplace. Listen to me when I say it was the mustang of mattresses. As plush as hugs from the Charmin bears. It felt like a world-class bowl of mac and cheese after giving up… Continue Reading
After excusing myself from the party and saying goodnight to everyone in the bar, I took the train to Gunma. In less than an hour I was threading my way through the back streets of Maebashi, head down to avoid… Continue Reading
Joey’s brave, I’m smart, and we’re leapfrogging pumpkins at midnight. Worse, a monster with a pitchfork is chasing us. We saw the bodies. He can’t let us get away. Hurdling a pumpkin patch, you need a good flashlight. My piece… Continue Reading
She kept Allen’s ashes in a hexagonally shaped enamel box decorated with a mandala of inlaid mother-of-pearl. The workmanship was splendidly intricate and when light played upon its face the box was lustrous, each diamond piece of the pattern shining… Continue Reading
“Control, this is TIDO on the big loop.” “Go, TIDO.” “I have a Hawking anomaly on the timeline. Might be the start of a loop.” “CHRONO, any secondary indications?” “Negative, Control. Timecraft systems are nominal. I still have the return… Continue Reading
Before this first week? I was the popular one. I was always going out. Determined to have a good time. To connect. But when authorities announced the quarantine, the very first thing my boyfriend and I did was seal the… Continue Reading
At first, she didn’t know it was you. When all the food in the house disappeared overnight and she had to go to work on an empty stomach, she didn’t think of you. When all the fuses blew, so that… Continue Reading
They grew a heart for her and had operated by the time Dr. Kracauer realised his colleague, Dr. Montague, misread the scan. “I didn’t misread it,” he said. “I read the report. I always do. It was all there.” “She… Continue Reading
Every day is a learning opportunity: what to do, on Yom Kippur in Chicago? Everyone else is still in New York; “But you don’t ever go to temple anyway,” I tell myself. You are a cultural. A non-practicing, non-religious, barely-believing.… Continue Reading
Sasha asked if I would take her trick-or-treating this year, and what could I say but of course? It would be a cruel thing to say no. It was a frigid night; I knew I should tell her to wear… Continue Reading