The Meanderer I have been training my husband and children not to complain about anything I do that they can do themselves. The instant one of them expresses discontent over the noise of the vacuum, the meal I’m preparing, or…
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Things Said and Done At night she hears a scratchy skittering, mice inside the wall. An owl hoots in the copse; the mice fall silent. The owl hoots again, close to her ear. It’s him, not an owl. They laugh…
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The Dead Dog Tree We halt our walk for you to look at The Dead Dog Tree. Hanging by sodden, redundant leads, rain- filled wallets of clear plastic with smudged photos of deceased canines. We were going to scatter our…
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How the Boss Died 1. In the mirror, your face stares back at you, under-slept and hungry. Far as you know, the boss died happily paragliding between your fine, fine breasts, and when the paramedics got there, he was absolutely…
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Dwellings 1. Godzilla is the pet name he gives her not long after they start sleeping together. She’s restless, especially at night. And she doesn’t yet know her way around his apartment in the dark. Topples the footstool, the laundry…
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