Fiction

The baby, a girl, was low in Leah’s uterus and two weeks late. Three years before, she had carried her son high, a sweet rising bun comfortably nestled beneath her…

When the baby starts rolling and stretching, I pull up my wet tank top to see the shifting beneath my skin. A small lump pops up right in the middle,…

Denise handed her the wooden pedestal with the shrunken head on it. “Hey, aren’t ten-year-old girls supposed to be reading Nancy Drew or something?” She laughed to show her approval…

They’ll be okay. They’ll find them, I’m sure of it, you repeated during each of the many conversations we had that impossibly long night so many years ago.

Grace felt it very early on the morning of her birthday, and she knew. She lay with her eyes on the dark ceiling, her hands cupped on her belly. Unbelievable,…

Spencerville Road ran straight north from Highway 46, through a valley flanked by green, treeless hills. It was a narrow road, only wide enough for one car, and pocked with…

Until now Ramona had felt no conflict of interest between her pregnant state and the texts she chose to teach. She had believed her expanding profile to be invisible, a…

The summer my mother fell through the sky, she appeared deceptively earthbound. She had always floated just slightly above the surface of things, so that sometimes I wanted to wrap…

Leslie sits cross-legged on a rickety wooden dock at daybreak, snorkel and mask on her lap, waiting for her research team to arrive. After navigating the morning market — crowded…

Howie sat in the corner, dressed all in blue, of course. Today’s project was, as it had been all week, painstakingly picking out all the blue LEGOs from dozens of…

My mother, who otherwise would have made the trip, stayed behind with my sister who was scheduled to give an induced birth to her third child. Technology let us know,…