Daddy didn’t like spending money in restaurants. A waste, he told us, when we have food at home. I mostly ate fast food when I visited my grandparents. But, on strange and wonderful occasions, my […]
Daddy didn’t like spending money in restaurants. A waste, he told us, when we have food at home. I mostly ate fast food when I visited my grandparents. But, on strange and wonderful occasions, my […]
That reminds me. That was the year I sat in front of the mirror every day, answering questions, interviewing myself. Practicing. Preparing for the inevitable, though the inevitability of what, I wasn’t specific about. Fame, […]
The student population of Thoreau Middle School – all 868 of us – failed to identify an appropriate social category for Wanda, so we mostly shunned her. She threw temper tantrums well into the seventh […]
STRANGER. It is eight in the morning, and I have already caused a scene with my carelessness. Lack of sleep makes me stupid, or perhaps that’s just me. The reason doesn’t matter (not now, at […]
A quick note from M.M. Carrigan (Editor Grande Supreme of TBQ): Sometimes we tell a collective story. Rejection Letters tells a story of outsiderness, rejection. These stories exist outside TBQ, outside RL, outside any journal. […]
I was watching the Impeachment when the dog walked through the room and it occurred to me that golden retrievers are supposed to be nice. That dogs understand and appreciate they’ve been rescued is not […]
My abdomen is haunted; riddled with girl corpses, none of them fully developed. They gaggle around in my omentum – the slippery curtain that hangs like an apron, sailing over my intestines. They cackle and […]
You said the sea called out to you. That the water held magic and you had to be a part of that beauty. I didn’t want to seem like a schmuck. Dark clouds were filling […]
He says, I was thinking of socks and salad for dinner. I’ve just put our daughter down for a nap. I’ve just collected the dishes from lunch. Right? He asks. It’s been a while since […]