Accordion by Lynne Barrett
“Pol-ka,” Tom breathes, and his fingers move. Janet leans over him. He lies, arms open, tubes in his nostrils and the back of one hand, a man being played by machines.
“Pol-ka,” Tom breathes, and his fingers move. Janet leans over him. He lies, arms open, tubes in his nostrils and the back of one hand, a man being played by machines.
You stand naked in front of the mirror and see her image in your reflection. Long hair. Dark skin stretched over your hips.
When Tiffany was an hour old her father carried her to the top of the highest hill on his land.
“Stop biting me,” I said—scratching a new welt on my neck. She must have bitten me again while I was napping on the couch.
Meg Pokrass, New Flash Fiction Review’s Founding Editor and Norton anthology contributor is interviewed here by Tommy Dean. New Micro: Exceptionally Short Stories, is forthcoming from W.W. Norton & Co. in 2018.