Still the ‘A’ Train

Still the ‘A’ Train

Not too many memories here, in these chic walls caught in the daily grind. But between the walls there are those truths—whistling through the subway…

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The Mosque

The Mosque

“You shouldn’t wear red. It’s not slimming. You need dark colors to minimize your weight. Are you listening to me?” Margie walked away from Vivian’s…

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Pretty

Pretty

Kyle used to be pretty. He used to stop them in their tracks. He pretended he didn’t notice how mouths hung open and brains whirred…

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57 Ways to Talk About Your Time

57 Ways to Talk About Your Time

You did not want it. When it came you’d have to enter that veiled, silent place where the women lived, and the things you loved—the…

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The Mistaken Time Traveller (circa 2010)

The Mistaken Time Traveller (circa 2010)

I set the time coordinates for May, the year 2020, ten years from now,I made the jump but, much to my dismay, to a parallel…

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E-Love

E-Love

What you seek is seeking you, Sara reads, a languid smile on her 26-year-old lips as she flips through a faded blue notebook and pauses,…

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Not a Lion

Not a Lion

1 The fifteen-month-old climbs the winding staircase of their duplex to the small bedroom he shares with his two-year-old brother. The father is close behind,…

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The Fall

The Fall

She remembers it differently. The man did not kill himself, he fell. She couldn’t know for sure but she had just talked to the man,…

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Mother

Mother

It rained all through May in Fruili Venezia Giulia. One Sunday they ran the marathon wearing raincoats and windcheaters. Sidrah put her one-person moka pot…

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Epiphany

Epiphany

I turned seventy-five yesterday. Maxine, this alluring intuit from Mexico, told Sanjay last year, that I would wake up on the morning of my seventy-fifth…

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Hiring a Hitman in Chinese

Hiring a Hitman in Chinese

It was on a smoggy Shanghai morning when Wang hired a hitman to kill his wife. Wang’s wife Li Ying was rich, a fuerdai. Her…

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Tea for Two

Tea for Two

The first time our neighbor, Ms. Plinkett, made me a cup of tea, all the illusions of adulthood and demure culture I was working so…

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Fish Prints

Fish Prints

I’m inking up a fish, concentrating on each scale. A faint breeze tickles the back of my neck.  “Stop sneaking up on me, Emilio,” I…

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A Feminine Rage

A Feminine Rage

After Poe I. Shriveled up leaves hang from the topmost branches of skeletal trees. Black smudges against a ghostly winter sky—like sleeping bat babies, or…

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First cut

First cut

Elijahu, a word please. She leaps from the birth bed faster than a woman who has spent the last 40 hours sweating, heaving, grunting, shifting…

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The Best Stories

The Best Stories

New York City in the winter is a difficult place for a three-year-old.  The sidewalks are small, packed with snow and tourists, and slippery with…

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Novena

Novena

I.Buy the lotion. Buy the oil. Take the homeopathic vitamin mixtures. Drink the tinctures. Sweat lodge. Meditation. Cleanses. Wheatgrass so thick you choke. Teas so…

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Us Kids

Us Kids

In Winter the teachers stop patrolling the school grounds. They stand in huddles, hands wrapped around steaming mugs, finding relief in the alcove out of…

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Perennials

Perennials

In the garden. It looks like snow, a surreal May frost, but the sun slaps my winter-paled skin as I hunch over the tiny growths…

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The Girl on the Roof

The Girl on the Roof

She arrived in Buenos Aires with the story born of her travels so fulsome in her that she felt like a woman she’d seen in…

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