Rhino Skin

When he reached for the creamer, Charles’s cuff rose and revealed the scarring. She’d seen those deep round holes before. Continue reading →

Our Miracle

Our favorite memory of Baba is one she told us: picking her way through chunks of building, cement and glass Continue reading →

A Farmer’s Bar Mitzvah

I saw you crouched in the dusty half-light fed by grain. You came up panting and laid the burlap sack Continue reading →

The Boy Who Swallowed Stars

My father hid our yellow stars under his pillow, a reminder that hiding in the basement favored being outside wearing Continue reading →

Fun with Phonemes

Most of my phonics resources are for those who tuck tiny teeth under the pillow at night. They aren’t designed Continue reading →

Sunrise to Sunset

The morning of Election Day 2016 I run into my writing teacher and ask if I should bring a bottle Continue reading →

All in One Day

Fourteen ounces of life. A perfect form. All ten fingers, all ten toes. Skin the color of dark brown silk, Continue reading →

Sam

He walks with a slow shuffle, like the old man he is. My family intercepts him on his way home Continue reading →