Fiction

She and the teacher had sex within two hours of meeting at a record store that only sold Renaissance music.

The crowd loves my demise. I can’t blame them.

The town was known for its loamy soil—and winds, of course.

She doesn’t let herself consider that this happiness is another of her tricks.

Initially, what annoyed her was the wait.

San Francisco looked more like Beijing when I taxied home from the airport.

You consider both Zebs, flanking you like gargoyles. What was it each of them desired?

It hurts your teeth if you eat too much.

Pictures didn't lie; photographers did.

Amma says if you believe in something long enough, you can trick your mind.