Where I Found Him by Meg Pokrass
Way up in Alaska I found the man who loved me. He could no longer move his feet. I found him half-dead, staring upat the sky, looking for a helicopter.
Some Day We Will be Scientists, or Farmers by Amelia Martens
We have begun the experiments. Peek-a- Boo Birdhouse, with two-way mirror so the
girls can spy on chirpy hatchlings, watch cartoons, and cry.
Linked Stories by Siel Ju
The coffee spill added a familiar sentiment to an otherwise simple postcard.
Holiday Inn by Kathleen Nalley
After the bruised body recovered, after being shoved
into a car, after the knot in the temple subsided after
a platter of fried chicken smashed into her head, her
mamma took her girls to the Holiday Inn and hid.
Five O’clock Rush & by The Knight’s Move by David Lehman
The nurse left work at five o’clock. My heart stopped beating at 5:01. There
was no one in the room when I died and no one to notice the miracle of my return
to consciousness.