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With Clouds Between Their Knees
By Stacy Danielle Stevens “It’s covered in chicken shit,” I observed. “It was your father’s,” mom replied. Was there a logical connection there? “Wasn’t that mine?” I asked. “Your father was never one for throwing things out, especially not perfectly good things.” Did she realize the irony of what she’d just said? No, apparently not. “Take it,” ...
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The Pharmacy
By Heather Wollin Tasha’s parents owned a pharmacy. Her mother wore a white coat and stood behind the counter, counting out pills. Tasha and her sister, Alice, helped their parents on weekends, and sometimes I would join them; our hair wet with chlorine from Saturdays spent at the public pool, the ends of our plaits ...
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How to Build a Country Club
By Jeanne Althouse One cold Sunday night, just before dark, Temple Seeks drove over to the old golf club building, closed for winter, and let himself in with his member’s key. In a duffle bag he carried thirty large firecrackers, each made with more than three grains of powder, and a dozen aerial shells full ...
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.Ten Tens.
By Robert Klein Engler .1. A cold light from the street below seeps through the vertical blinds and stripes the floor. At the other end of the room the green glow from a stereo receiver burns robotic. The CD has stopped playing. The only sound in Peter Ashcomb’s apartment is that of breathing and the ...