Kids Will Be Skeletons

By 6 pm, the Ramirez boys had already secured a record candy haul—much better than last year. And they had yet to walk the Turnberry subdivision, where the houses sported three-car garages and the rooflines rose to towering peaks. As he followed his parents onto Turnberry Lane, Lucas Ramirez, age eight and three-quarters, recurrently glanced... Continue Reading →

Empty Streets

By Jonathan UkahSeptember 22, 2024 We walk down the streetwith joined hands, twined hearts,staring at the darknessengulfing the closed shutters,shoppers trooping out of shops,mothers shouting at playful children,tugging at husbands’ arms;father’s watching the birds perchon grey roofs with shadowy chimneys,watching girls chatting at the edge of the streets,eyes at the gap between now and tomorrow,listening... Continue Reading →

Two Grackles

I found myself watching two grackles in the back parking lot pecking at a vomit stainthey would take turns stopping  and staring back at me with mistrustone grackle looked desperatethe other looked bored the desperate one scraped his beak impatiently against the asphalt the bored one pecked softly at one spot after another, as if to say:... Continue Reading →

Echoes

A draft rufflesmy bedroomon this pollen-bearing night,a novel open before meas TV blares fromdownstairs,voices talkbelow floorboards,and I am alone,blanket pulledover my legsas I turn pages,a page falls,a slow turn,slow like a mothwandering toward light,and a sudden memory flashes:a headstonewith a large winged angel womannear it, like Athena on a grassy hill,the cemetery greennear the pondwe... Continue Reading →

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