White Texans

  Louis Offer, formerly Ortega, crossed the border near the rattlesnake hills outside of Rio Grande City. Within a year he’d set himself up as a customizer in a body shop on Spaulding Avenue, his specialty the crafting of hearses from platforms that normally did...
Heirlooms

Heirlooms

  My mother has a box. One day she will pass it down to me because mothers are supposed to give things to their daughters. But I don’t want it.   Inside my mother has eggshells, small bones, carved sticks.   My mother has told me the story so many times...
Realpolitik

Realpolitik

I thought talking politics with the manager at the Salt Cavern would be safe—I mean, salt therapy much? But, turns out, Gary had been held up when he worked as a liquor store cashier and had been backing gun rights legislation by way of NRA donations and bumper...
Airdra

Airdra

  After Airdra divorced me, I gained forty pounds and killed our parakeet. I should have let Airdra take her beloved bird but inflicting pain was my top priority. The parakeet was collateral damage. I did not slice its throat, only watched it die of neglect. His...
Trinity

Trinity

The end of Frank’s world doesn’t go out with a bang or a whimper, but rather with the siren of the emergency broadcasting system and a smoky, pink smudge on the western horizon. Frank Sommers sets up camp on the southeast edge of a high alpine lake—clear, turquoise,...
The Rooster and the Little Red Wagon

The Rooster and the Little Red Wagon

  One day the rooster said to the little red wagon, “Little red wagon, I’ve sung my song. Won’t you give a me a ride around the farm?” “No,” the little red wagon said. So the rooster went to the raincloud and said, “Raincloud, raincloud, chase the little red...
Page 1 of 2112345...1020...Last »