On those spring afternoons in sixth grade’drowsy, slumped back at my desk, tracing the letters of Sue Ann Finger’s name carved on the underside of the writing surface’I spent my daydreams trying to visualize a map of the unknown between a...
David sat alone in his unheated car in front of his father’s house and stared at the Christmas lights that circled the front windows and wondered if his father knew that this was the day he was going to die. He had wrapped the gun inside a plastic bag and...
By the time the foul odor wafted to his nose, the treads of Paul’s boot were packed full. ‘Shit,’ he said dragging his foot in the grass. At least this time he’d noticed the mess before tracking it in the house. He continued mowing the side...
While still in diapers, a boy gets his first erection. Lying on the changing table, he stares into his mother’s loving eyes, feels the gentle caress of the wet nap against his soiled bottom, and grows erect. Most mothers must laugh at the absurdity of these...
an excerpt from ‘Job Hopper: The Checkered Career of a Down-Market Dilettante’ by Ayun Halliday The assistant manager left us alone to get dressed in a store room. “Don’t dawdle though. Doors open at nine and some of those people have been...
An excerpt by Angela Young Part One, Thursday: Iris’s Story I have come home, after a long and difficult journey. I am at a storytelling festival but it isn’t the place, the mediaeval castle with its tiered lawns or the gloriously striped storytelling...
