Ghost Parachute

Malibu Lacey wears cutoffs and tank tops, or wraparound sarongs and tiny scrunchies to hold up her hair. Malibu Lacey goes pretend swimming and lies on her blanket under the sun. She’s not the kind that gets tan, though. She didn’t come with stickers that leave behind pale shapes on her skin. She remains unmarked. […]

I walked outside and found several children playing in the field behind my house. I had never had children of my own, not by conscious choice, it just never quite happened, which now seemed like a good thing in my later years. I was free to do what I wanted. I leaned on the trunk […]

In the distance, along the hazy horizon, you see a settlement. That’s where the gypsies live, your wife says and curls her fingers on your arm. Her hand smells of cleaning agents―she’s a clean freak― rushes to shower and makes you change the sheets, after you make love to her. Every time. The gypsies kidnap […]

The rats are finally here, thank the broken sky. We have waited so long and the rats are finally here. We have bitten our fingernails bloody and chewed the skin from our fingertips in anticipation, but, at last, the rats are finally here, thank the broken sky. Q. How long have you waited for the […]

A fist-sized red onion balanced on top of the pyramid in the onion bin like it had been left there for her. In its presence, everything else in the world blurred from insignificance and became a concept. The heart pulsing steadily before her was the only real thing, and for the first time in her […]

Emily wants to try and find a cat. I take her to our usual spot, a garden tucked away behind a derelict apartment building. There’s a square of stone benches in the center of a paved courtyard, soaking in the heat of the sun. It’s surrounded by fig trees that loom over a mess of […]