Short Story

"There’s a big black garbage bag and about a thousand and one puzzle pieces in the bathtub..."

"...my feet aching still from all those polyester dirges on streets covered in flower petals like byzantine tiles..."

"On a bed of bastard nails, face down in the bristles, I can’t tell cut from eyelash. Both are black slashes, stubbly, silhouetted..."

"She spends a lot of time alone, especially when he’s home..."

"Am perplexed by electric tin opener in kitchen. Yesterday device operated perfectly, today fails to perform as designed..."

Mia purchased the small peach Vespa because the hue was drum loops and syrup drizzle glimpsed across a used car lot...