Panzanalia

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  Her mother had become a vegan. She rhymed it with “pagan,” like it was a religion. Which, the daughter thought—she shook the limp herbs dry—it was. They were making panzanella. Her mother tore the bread apart with little carnivorous … Read More

The Visible Woman

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  Shortly after college, I bought The Visible Woman for fifteen dollars from a little yellow antique store in my hometown. I’ve carried her with me for years. The name alone, The Visible Woman, had intrigued me, but also what’s … Read More

Lucky, Lucky, Lucky

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  The baby was stealing my sleep. “Only three days old, and already a thief,” I said. “Don’t be silly. This precious angel?” My mother took her from me, making cooing noises into her face. Joel gripped my elbows. “It’s … Read More

Cat Trap

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  A knuckle—a woman’s, I guessed—tap-tap-tapping at the kitchen door: exactly what we didn’t want to hear. Hello there! it seemed to say; it was not the kind of rap to bruise you. “Mom wouldn’t knock, it isn’t her,” I … Read More

Disgrace

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  Winter. Violet light, frozen ground, the sense that his marriage was over. In the term’s last weeks, while his seniors soldiered through a unit on short stories, Hollis Martin did his best to hide from his first drink. He … Read More

that snip

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  our daughter isn’t well my mother says to him, as if each part of the phrase wasn’t a separate cutting, because let’s parse this, i haven’t been their daughter for years, but can live with being their child; can … Read More

Shots Fired

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    “The dead are having a party without us. They’ve left our worries behind . . .” —Kathleen Aguero, from “Send Off”   Kerry was using again the last time I saw him. He was sweating anxious with icicles … Read More

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