Confiteor

Confiteor

To become an altar boy he had to satisfy a list of tasks and conditions; it was like earning a merit badge. Gary wished it was more like Boy Scouts, with ranks laid out within the altar boy organization that he could steadily ascend until he reached the summit and...
Weight Loss

Weight Loss

The day Phillip had been nominated for the most promising new lecturer in Economics, Marketing or Related Disciplines, Carol had not come to his door. The day he’d learned about the distinction for his MA, Carol had not come to his door. And the day he got the, in her...
Burning Low

Burning Low

“The water” crawls down the length of your arm, and as always, you reach to sweep it off, only to see nothing. “But it feels wet and cold running down my skin,” so you tell Iorfa, your great grandson, “only I cannot stop it.” Iorfa...
My Sister’s Birthday

My Sister’s Birthday

        After she’d blown out the last candle, she informed me that she hadn’t made a wish. This was notspoken in a whisper, as if sharing a secret that the universe shouldn’t overhear, but in her usual tone ofvoice—lilting, almost like a canary singing—because she...
Aida’s Princes

Aida’s Princes

          The owl prince was dead. Long live the prince. God save his princess.          As was customary for such funerals, Aida invited her wicked drunk foster mother and no one else because everybody was tired of attending the funerals of her poor “pets”. But...
Pearly

Pearly

            Perla had been a maid in the same house for eleven years when she got her new teeth. Her siblings had a hard time adjusting.            “What was wrong with your mouth before?” her brother Cedric grumbled, a toddler bouncing on his good knee as he rubbed...