Fiction

Did she know this woman, Betty wondered. On her porch, Betty felt a moment of vertigo after the oversized vehicle pulled into her driveway with her son-in-law Vince at the…

My left breast is cool and pale. The right one is shiny and red, a furious apple. The nipple has disappeared, so the baby can’t latch when I try to…

The children are trapped. Their own mothers have wished them into this place, those mothers who stood over cribs, staring, touching, just to make sure. It’s a beautiful place, really.…

Say you sit on your porch alone in the rain. Say your shins get wet, then soaked. Say you left the baby in with his father. You know you could…

She lives, and I suppose that is a good thing. I wouldn’t wish anything so lovely into nonexistence. Couldn’t, if what my Chan Buddhism teacher said is true. Nothingness can’t…

At the grocery store, Shana picks up four oranges, squeezes them, and puts them back. She wheels her cart to the baby aisle and stands there, staring at the cans…

“Hey ref,” the man bellowed at him, “get your head out of your ass.” Marshall Magruder turned around to see his accuser, an abrasive boat salesman with a cell phone…

Baby, my baby. My hands feel you. I feel you inside me, and in my hands. You’re moving. Right now. And again. And again. And I wonder: can you feel…

A year ago, the woman loved the baby. In the secret basket of her belly, she remade herself, cell by cell. An imaginary scientist, she began with the basics, the…

Lynn stood in front of the open kitchen cabinet, talking to herself. “Hmmm. Black beans and rice. They like that. When was the last time I fed it to them?”…

When first I saw it, the thing growing deep inside me, an evil revealed, I screamed, “Get it out! Get it out of me!” The image on the doctor’s lightboard,…