In the beginning, god made sound an opening of the mouth the movements of the throat without the tongue —la langue / Perhaps, before the split, there was never a need for the tongue back when meaning came from the same belly and lied inside a single skull Perhaps only...
There was laughter in the backyard, dry land beneath you. Company was sweet as the salmon on the barbecue. Your fresh caught specialty. You welcomed even the uninvited into that yard too small for your heart. Watched The Great Northern ships that bore your words home:...
Sophie gives Dee a pair of Tom’s flannel pajamas and the two of them climb into bed. When Sophie turns on her side to sleep, Dee spoons her. She presses her large breasts into Sophie’s back, and Sophie wonders if Dee is really honouring what they’ve agreed to. Sophie...
I was on shift with Arianna the night the Subway caught fire. It happened a little after nine—or at least that’s when we noticed the smoke curling under our tongues, thick and rotten. We checked the toaster oven, then the bread oven in the back, but nothing around us...
On Friday night, Sara and I huddled around the old TV set, waiting to be transported from our dingy basement apartment in Tehran to the sun-dappled fields of Prince Edward Island. The aroma of chicken and steamed rice wafted out from our cramped kitchen as Mom...
