The Baby Sparrow
By • September 7, 2012
A baby sparrow got caught in the rain
She lies on the pavement—the sidewalk
The Baby Sparrow
It’s humid now, the clouds are feather grey.
She opens one …
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Layovers
By • September 6, 2012
I remember that time,
we were lying on the floor
and Anthony Bourdain was drinking Japanese whisky
on the television.
You looked so peaceful,
wide-eyed at his debauchery,
soft, upturned …
The Adventures of Jack Dalhousie: Part One
By • August 28, 2012
An exasperated sigh escaped Jack’s throat, breaking the early morning silence and sending a spray of condensation from his red muttonchops. With a final …
Concerning Abigail
By • March 30, 2012
Ms. Bradford:
About thirty years ago, my family had a slave named Abigail. She was a sweet girl, but stern, and you could never ever …
The Economist
By • March 30, 2012
Editor’s note: read Part 1 here, Part 2 here, Part 3 here, Part 4 here, Part 5 here, Part 6 here, Part 7 here, and Part 8 here.
This time there was …
Nightlight
By • March 30, 2012
She stops in the middle of the dark, empty, street to listen. To a buzz – electric maybe, she doesn’t quite know. Flanked on …
It’s High School Science For Me
By • March 30, 2012
First you learn all the kingdoms and phylums and classes
And orders and families and species and genuses
Slowly you’ll learn how and wherefore and why …
Bixi
By • March 30, 2012
I am still afraid of speed
(Except that, secretly, I find it kind of fun)
It was in our hometown,
Last summer double-riding,
he stopped so suddenly and …
The New York God
By • March 23, 2012
Mary was walking as quickly as she could down the sidewalk. Her boss had kept her later than usual. Even with the late dismissal, …
Seen from the Window-seat of a Saskachewan Train at Night
By • March 23, 2012
The train crawled down the tracks into the prairie dark. From his window-seat, Jimmy could see little – the blur of gravel and shrubbery, …
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