Back Among the Superheroes

Back Among the Superheroes

Davis pushed the buzzer and waited. When the catch released he pulled open the heavy glass door. In the elevator he ran a hand through his hair and rolled his shoulders. He straightened his posture, made himself as tall as he could. Jens and Vera lived on the seventh...
The Stopover: a novel excerpt

The Stopover: a novel excerpt

Mother shit zhopa fucking blei sosat stinking kibbutz, thought Ulya as her green stilettos kept lodging in the soil of the cabbage field. But what was she supposed to do? Go to her nightly tryst in work boots? A gust of wind swept down from the darkness of Mount...
Moon

Moon

Though I live blocks from my friend, Cee’s, I’m pretty sure I’m not near any of our places. We teach at the same college–she studies fossils, writing grants to go to countries, and I write stories of how I used to be a farm girl, then a medic, my weeks as a cop....
Sunday Knife

Sunday Knife

Look sharp and you’ll notice the groove in the blade, what you call the “ricasso,” which lightens the metal without weakening the structure. I promise you this workhorse will hold an edge and do you proud. It’s item JB 92, “The Gunny,” a genuine bargain at just...
This Place Is a Dump

This Place Is a Dump

My best friend and former lover Mitch hauled his furniture from his brown pickup into the empty side of the duplex I owned. His apartment contained one bedroom, an avocado-colored stove, and an air conditioner balanced in the window dampening rather than cooling the...