Photo by dcwcreations / shutterstock Ice Age Trail: Cedar Lake Segment, August Alongside the traffic-hum,two fawns eat from the farmhouse garden,with its budding six-tree apple orchard. The smaller one with brighterspots steps forward, wondering—what other tamed wild...
Photo: red mango / Shutterstock.com I check the little blue dots on my phone that tells me I’m ovulating. The dot pulses into a line also called a pre-menstrual migraine. I imagine becoming a fairy because according to Google fairies and elves do not have periods. I...
The Alphabet Disciple greets me with open arms in the lobby at the train station. “Welcome stranger,” he says, “to the City of Angels.” He’s wearing faded jeans and an L.A. Kings T-shirt. It’s 8:00 a.m. on a Tuesday and I’ve just arrived from my hometown. I’ve got an...
Photo: Kit Leong / Shutterstock.com I stand in the middle of this tiled circle, and I hear my voice echoed back at me. It rebounds through one ear and out the other and it’s a dizzying experience. Lauren stands at my back, hearing her own voice. The sky is perfectly...
Photo by Linda Harms / Shutterstock.com The snow geese descend, leaning back, it seems, against the pond, as they land,wings out—for drag? For balance? I never think about flying in the way creatures with wings do. The mechanics, I mean. In my dreams, it seems...
from The Muu-Antiques, a novel by Shome Dasgupta CHAPTER 21 Percy knocked on Macy’s door. He wore gray slacks and a button-up, long-sleeved dark blue shirt. He held a tie in one hand and flowers in the other. He had pulled them from Macy’s garden—a collection of...
